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Are rare gifts to own on earth; “I’m inviting all my friends,” said Johnny Blossom, earnestly. “You must wear that light coat the mayor gave you, for that will look nice, you know.” It was being heir of Kingthorpe, he could plainly see, that made things difficult; for, truly, hadn’t everything been easier when he was just Johnny Blossom? There was so much to think of now—responsibility and all that. But still, he really wanted to be good; he really and truly did; though he hadn’t seemed to succeed very well..
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“Yes; Greasers much excited. One man make bad medicine. He Miguel. They plan big strike—no more work. To-day came news much killing on border. Miguel tell ’em Gringo all scared. They keep quiet, then capture dam.” “Looks like you were right,” he said tersely. “The river must go through a tunnel, because it sure comes out on t’other side. This river is part of what goes through the Grand Canyon.” “That’ll be great,” said Bob, his face glowing. “But go ahead about this dam. I’m learning more than I have all the time I’ve been here poking around by myself. It ought to make a pretty big lake when once the water is dammed up, shouldn’t it?” As he pondered his problem, his fingers had been playing with the loose button that had been in his pocket, and now it slipped from his hand and rolled off on the dirt floor toward the center of the room. Rather aimlessly, he reached out and groped for it. As his hand swept the floor it came in contact with a fine, floury substance. “Ashes,” was his thought. An inch or so farther and he gripped an object that he felt to be a half burned stick of wood..
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