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His pony snorted at the shifting Northern Lights , and Jim could feel the little horse's back arched beneath him . “ You keep quiet , ” he said ; " it's too cold for tricks . " The pony gave a little pig - jump , and blowing loudly ...
His pony snorted at the shifting Northern Lights , and Jim could feel the little horse's back arched beneath him . “ You keep quiet , ” he said ; " it's too cold for tricks . " The pony gave a little pig - jump , and blowing loudly ...
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“ Daddy , ” she said , “ I feel extremely old . ” “ Do you , Poppet ? That is just how I feel myself . Business is very bad . ” Truly , Dad ? ” “ So truly , my child , that if you do not get into the High School you will have to go to ...
“ Daddy , ” she said , “ I feel extremely old . ” “ Do you , Poppet ? That is just how I feel myself . Business is very bad . ” Truly , Dad ? ” “ So truly , my child , that if you do not get into the High School you will have to go to ...
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It was very different out here in the North Atlantic ; the rise , twist , and shuddering fall down the piling - up inky precipice made the ship feel very small in this vastness of sea and sky . Holding on to the jack - staff and looking ...
It was very different out here in the North Atlantic ; the rise , twist , and shuddering fall down the piling - up inky precipice made the ship feel very small in this vastness of sea and sky . Holding on to the jack - staff and looking ...
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POINTS OF VIEW BY MARTIN GREEN | 62 |
RETURN BY BUDAPEST BY JAMES HANNAY | 78 |
SUNDAY DAWN SUNDAY DUSK BY D E CHARLWOOD | 97 |
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