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Show Nettie, Page 7 but a do-flicky can be any big project or special event, Nettie. I don't think you'll find it in any dictionary, but it kind of says a lot in few words, don't you think?", Grandma explained. Nettie repeated the word to herself. "Do-flicky, do-flicky. doooo-flicky" she said over and over, savoring its new sounds. Whenever possible after that she used the word--it was "this is a great do-flicky," or "that's a fine do-flicky," or "what fun that do-flicky would be,"--and Grandma would grin at her while Nettie laughed. Too soon the time came to take Grandma to the train. Papa loaded the buckboard once more with Grandma's bags, heaved and hefted his mother's bulk onto the wagon seat and clucked to the horses to pull out. All the family stood waving goodbye as the wagon rolled down the road. Nettie sighed, echoing everyone's sentiments, and they all laughed when Nettie proclaimed loudly, "Well, that's the end of that do-flicky." |