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Updated: June 23, 2025

'Twarn't twenty feet from the top o' that tree to the ground, but I even remembered how I stole my sister Jane's rag baby when I couldn't more'n toddle around marm's shanty that's right! an' berried of it in the hog-pen. Every sin that was registered to my account come up before me as plain as the wart on Jim Biggle's nose!" "Oh, Mr. Todd!" cried Ruth. "Falling right on that awful bear?"

Alice B. Emerson - Ruth Fielding at Snow Camp : Or, Lost in the Backwoods