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“Anyhow, Mar, that fust punkin pie Par got was a howlin’ success.” “Light the stove, Mose, an’ git the house het up. Mis’ Williams must of been froze to a cinder yesterday when she was here. That stove did nothin’ but smoke till our eyes leaked. I expected every minute to see her turn into an iced berg. Do you know, Ebenezer, Mis’ Williams told me that Mrs. Frame’s sister married the oldest son of Mr. Frame an’ his first wife.” CHAPTER VII.—THE LITTLE CHURCH IN THE COULEE..
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