Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 512
ouched his nose to theground. Away flew the rubber boots to the four pointsof the compass, for this performance was en-tirely irresistible, and May rushed toward thehorse and frightened poor Mab speechless by SILVERHEELS 927 flinging her arms about the animals neck. Evi-dently it was exactly what… … THE EVENING MEAL. [i,V.E I.VGE 930, Oh ! ! ! she cried. Is nt he just lovely? Dontyou wish he belonged to Papa? Oh, I wonderwho docs own him? The horse was now upon his feet once more,looking longingly from one to the other, butstanding perfectly quiet. I m going home. I m afraid of him. Youdont…
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