“Yes, I can see that the wind, the shaking tower, the creaking mill, would bring such dreams,” his mother said. “Hear the wind howl now!”,
A lot more nonsense he rattled off, squeezing and kissing her till she was breathless with laughter.,
“But where does our fun come in? Girls don’t build railroads,” Bess complained..
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