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"But I'ood

enough, when I grow up ht around, and the four young people clie, standing on the

horse-block in front of the gate, leaned over and patted Miss Sherwood's

hand again Harkless gathered up the reins

"You'llupon

the girl "You needn't worry about that, I guess, my dear"

When he said "my dear," Harkless spoke to the horses

"Wait," said the judge, still holding the girl's hand "You'll reat Hoosier, some day; don't fret You're already a very beautiful one"

Then he bent his white head and kissed her, gallantly John said: "Good

afternoon, judge"; the whip cracked like a pistol-shot, and the buckboard

dashed off in a cloud of dust

"Every once in a while, Harkless," the old fellow called after them, "you

must remember to look at the team"