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CHAPTER V.—A DANCE IN THE CEDAR HILLS. “You’re a brilliant youth Moses,” smiled Howard approvingly, “and sure to get on in life. You don’t appreciate your own cleverness half as much as I do.” “But there aren’t any deer,” the little girl objected. “What will you do for.
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“That’s you, papa,” Clarence piped, as an anxious post warning.I tried logging in using my phone number and I
was supposed to get a verification code text,but didn't
get it. I clicked resend a couple time, tried the "call
me instead" option twice but didn't get a call
either. the trouble shooting had no info on if the call
me instead fails.There was
Billy stooped to tie shoestrings already tidy; he was gaining time for thinking. “I reckon doing things you don’t like is work, and doing things you do like is play,” he explained, doubtfully.
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“Oh yes,” said Betty solemnly, “they tell me orl their secrets. They call me their Mornin-Glory Girl.” As she spoke she leaned over to touch with her slender, brown fingers one of the pure, white bells. “Never mind Mosey, yer heart don’t need fixin’ anyhow,” comforted Betty. Friction and mustard, hot water bags without and hot tea within soon set Billy’s teeth at rest. “Well, Miss Smith, are you alone here?”.
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