Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 149
him there! he said, with a tremble in hisvoice and a little quiver of his lips. The farmer took up his lines again and cluckedto his horses. Never you fear, he said; hewas flying real slow, as though he was tired.We 11 find him in one of the first trees. Now, you just walk along while I plow this… … THE FARMER LEANED ON THE HANDLES while it was plowing, and it was fun to watch thebright, sharp blade go tearing through the sodand turn up a big, brown ribbon of earth. I9I2-] FOR IMAGINATIVE PEOPLE ONLY! 679
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