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Warwick Bro’s & Rutter, Limited, Printers and Bookbinders, Toronto, Canada. “Billy! You said you weren’t hurt, but you are!” Alarmed, she rose and switched on the light, pulled off the bandage, and turned faint at the wreck of the bright, clean boy who had left her that afternoon. “My boy! You’re dreadfully hurt! I must send for Doctor Carter, and—” Still no St. Elmo. They proceeded a considerable distance down the creek..
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He winced with pain, reeled, and would have fallen but for the other’s sustaining hand. Bess arrived at last. A gorgeous affair was her chariot, the foundation being Mr. Prettyman’s spring wagon. Bess, with some borrowings, Charley’s help, and her own quick invention, had made a very good imitation of a circus wagon. Charley, the Strong Man, held the reins over old Dom Pedro, the horse she loved, that had once been a racer. She had discovered some very real looking, jointed snakes that wriggled and curved in a manner startlingly serpentine; while tremendous boa constrictors, cut from old circus posters, were disposed about the cage in alarmingly lifelike positions. “But you may have broken bones—be seriously injured.” “You’re the only girl I’m afraid of in that line. Isn’t that so, Pretty?”.
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