“He must have gone to Clarence in the barn,” concluded Maria, setting off at a run.
Grand Blue, “My mama doesn’t believe in public school,” she had announced that first Monday morning; but had gone obediently when Mrs. Bennett decided it best. And the new life, the stimulation of study, the competition in class, her knowledge of books, and the prestige of her story,—these made school a delight, brought a happy light to her eye, a tinge of color to her too fair cheek.
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Grand Blue Mrs. Bennett heard anxiety in the voices of the visitors, and came out..
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