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CHAPTER VII.—THE LITTLE CHURCH IN THE COULEE. Friction and mustard, hot water bags without and hot tea within soon set Billy’s teeth at rest. “My clothes mostly,” he replied, hoping he had told the truth, though a dreadful, big feeling in his head, the humming in his ears, and the pain in his eyes, made him guess he had told a lie..
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