Boone County Recorder . woodshed steps inhis haste to see what ailed the durnedthings. Ma rushed to the pump for waterNo palL 8he tore into the house. In her blindhaste and fright she grabbed up pasliberty bell hat, tilled It with Waterand dashed thecontents on thelast Of the shoot-ing candles. Soon it wasended. They allhuddled aroundthe ruins. Pa looked atMs bent anddampened hatand said re-proachfully: Celindy, pears like ye wuahasty in using my hat. Lord, pa, resorted Celindy, whokeers for yer old hat when a rocket haswent clean through Towser, an thebest chance we ewer will have toshow Libe
Boone County Recorder . woodshed steps inhis haste to see what ailed the durnedthings. Ma rushed to the pump for waterNo palL 8he tore into the house. In her blindhaste and fright she grabbed up pasliberty bell hat, tilled It with Waterand dashed thecontents on thelast Of the shoot-ing candles. Soon it wasended. They allhuddled aroundthe ruins. Pa looked atMs bent anddampened hatand said re-proachfully: Celindy, pears like ye wuahasty in using my hat. Lord, pa, resorted Celindy, whokeers for yer old hat when a rocket haswent clean through Towser, an thebest chance we ewer will have toshow Libertyrille a celebrashin flttinto the day is burnt up Its jest thctInter-everything son o yourn done itWith a wrathful glance at guiltyThomas J., ma stalked into the eight small Smiths, pa and theliberty bell hat straggled after the door shut. Outside, theman in the moon smiled to himself ashe beamed down on the home of thetired, sleeping Smiths, and thought ofhow they celebrated. Jenny Fairbtan home did
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