Good Stories from the Ladies' Home Journal by Various
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sound as a quail, $175 cash down, and he goes ten miles without
stopping." The purchaser threw his hands skyward. "Not for me," he said, "not for me. I wouldn't gif you five cents for him. I live eight miles out in de country, und I'd haf to walk back two miles." _Had Missed It_ "What are you crying for, my poor little boy?" said a man to a crying boy. "Pa fell downstairs." "Don't take on so, my boy. He'll get better soon." "That isn't it. Sister saw him fall--all the way. I never saw nuffen." _Denied the Only Shade_ It was a broiling hot day in the park, and those walking therein were well-nigh exhausted, when a very stout old lady came bustling along one of the paths, closely followed by a rough-looking tramp. |
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