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Again little Johnny Blossom had a feeling that something was expected of him. So he stood up, put his heels together, bowed as well as he could in the moving carriage, and said: “Good-by! I thank you all. Good-by!” “What’s the row, Bob?” he wanted to know. And the god shall impart a fine sense of delight.
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“Yes, but I asked him if he thought that was dear.” During the meal the conversation was without any special interest, but afterwards, when Mr. Holman had retired for his siesta, Link O’Day joined the boys on the porch. The talk drifted from cattle to farming and from farming to forestry. On this topic the man spoke not only with knowledge but with enthusiasm. “Now you see what silly nincompoops you are—never believing a single thing I tell you.” “To sleep on.”.
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