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“All right then, Bob,” encouraged Mr. Whitney. “Start from the beginning and tell us everything that’s happened.” The intense desert sun, however, woke them early to the realization of their weary muscles. Bob was up first and disturbed Jerry’s slumbers by a sudden peal of laughter. “A railroad goes to the job all right, Bob, but it’s meant for freight and a train runs only three times a week. The line was built by the Service and belongs to the Government. We’ve come the wrong day to catch that train.”.
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“Came so? What do you mean?” “Yes, that fire-screen will be just the thing.” “Hurray!” called Bob, who was in the lead. “There she is.” A miller bequeathed to his three sons all he possessed of worldly goods, which consisted only of his Mill, his Ass, and his Cat. It did not take long to divide the property, and neither notary nor attorney was called in; they would soon have eaten up the poor little patrimony. The eldest son had the Mill; the second son, the Ass; and the youngest had nothing but the Cat..
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