Jean, too, crossed the little bridge, climbed the fence, mounted her wheel, and rolled off down the dusty road.,
“None too strong. But she’s picking up since the doctor gave her a tonic,” was the reply.,
On the morrow, before returning home, he made several purchases with the money his mother had slipped into his hand as she whispered, “Hev a good time, Mosey, but don’t fergit to say yer prayers reglar.”.
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