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A whoop startled her and she turned to see a handsome boy racing up on a brown pony, also carrying a basket. CHAPTER VII.—THE LITTLE CHURCH IN THE COULEE. The words were hardly out of his mouth when the sound of an approaching team was heard. Betty eyed ruefully the silk shawl she had flung on the ground..
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