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“Who wants to drive my trained bear an’ monkey? Only a dime stranger, only a dime!” “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.” “Said so, but they’re late. We’ve got an addition, the little earthquake girl.” This last was a sibilant aside. CHAPTER VII.—THE LITTLE CHURCH IN THE COULEE..