Sue reached the molasses barrel, set the quart measure under the spout,
as she had seen Mrs. Golden do, and raised the handle. The next thing
the storekeeper knew was when Sue came running up to her in great alarm
crying:
"I can't stop it! I can't stop it!"
"Can't stop what, my dear?" asked Mrs. Golden.
"I can't stop the molasses from running out!" cried Sue. "I got it
turned on, but I can't turn it off, and it's running all over the
floor!"
"Oh, my goodness!" cried Mrs. Golden, hurrying to the back of the
store.
CHAPTER XXII
A SHOWER OF BOXES
Sister Sue, as soon as she had told Mrs. Golden what had happened also
started to run back to the molasses barrel. In fact she ran ahead of the
storekeeper, and Sue's hurry was the cause of another accident.
For the molasses, running out of the spigot which Sue had not been able
to close, had overflowed the quart measure, and was now spreading itself
out in a sticky pool on the floor.
It was a slippery puddle, as well as a sticky one, and Sue's feet,
landing in it as she ran, slid out from under her.
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