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The River of Knowledge its current dark Is the one wide river to cross! Sweetbriars all-l! One wide River of Knowledge! Sweetbriars all-l! One wide river to cross! "'Sweetbriars come here, one by one But one wide river to cross! There's lots of work, but plenty of fun, With one wide river to cross!" "Altogether!" cried Heavy. "All join in!" "The dear old chant!" said Helen, with a happy sigh.

I wish she'd hasten and spill them out before she reaches Lenox." The inventor chuckled. "Let me see, she was born there, I believe, at their mountain home yes, and one or other of her brothers, too." "Ho! Was it was it the unicorn; I I mean the oddity; the Thunder Bird's rival for all-l that money?" The girlish hand shook now as it wielded the coffee-pot.

Albert clutched his valise, and pulled his cap firmly down on his head. "Here goes!" he muttered. "Hold y'r breath!" shouted the brakeman. Albert swung himself to the platform before the station a platform of planks along which the snow was streaming like water. "Good-night!" shouted the brakeman. "Good-night!" "All-l abo-o-o-ard!" called the conductor somewhere in the storm.

"All-l abo-o-o-ard!" called the conductor somewhere in the storm; the brakeman swung his lantern, and the train drew off into the blinding whirl, and the lights were soon lost in the clouds of snow. No more desolate place could well be imagined.

"Oh, I hate to take this money!" "All-l o-over!" Two men at least of all that vast assemblage had not given up victory for Philadelphia. I had not dared to look at Old Well-Well for a long, while. I dreaded the nest portentious moment. I felt deep within me something like clairvoyant force, an intangible belief fostered by hope.

"We ride out to-morrow. I need your help." "All-l right. When I get my pinto from Larsen." "Never mind Larsen. If he got the better of you let the matter drop." "Jeff got my pinto for a mustang with three legs. If I hadn't been drunk I'd never have traded. So I'm looking for Jeff."

Ruth had already taken up the chorus again, and her rich, full-throated tones filled the room: "'Sweetbriars all-l! One wide River of Knowledge! Sweetbriars all-l! One wide river to cross!" "Once more!" exclaimed the girl from Montana, who could not herself sing a note in harmony, but liked to hear the others. The chant continued: "'Sweetbriars joining, two by two There's one wide river to cross!