Ruth Arnold - or, the Country Cousin by Lucy Byerley
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XVII. The Prize XVIII. So as by Fire XIX. Living it Down XX. Home Again RUTH ARNOLD; Or, The Country Cousin. CHAPTER I. A LETTER. School was over, and the holidays were beginning once more, summer holidays, with all their promise of pleasure for dwellers in the country. The scent of sweet new hay was borne on the afternoon breeze, and the broad sunlight lay on fields of waving corn which would soon be ready for the sickle, and on green meadows from which the hay was being carried. |
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