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His pony snorted at the shifting Northern Lights , and Jim could feel the little horse's back arched beneath him . “ You keep quiet , ” he said ; " it's too cold for tricks . ” The pony gave a little pig - jump , and blowing loudly ...
His pony snorted at the shifting Northern Lights , and Jim could feel the little horse's back arched beneath him . “ You keep quiet , ” he said ; " it's too cold for tricks . ” The pony gave a little pig - jump , and blowing loudly ...
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That is school , was a bit of a problem , just how I feel myself . Business She worked well , she rode well is very bad . " ( riding was a profitable extra “ Truly , Dad ? ” subject ) , she danced well , and dancing “ So truly ...
That is school , was a bit of a problem , just how I feel myself . Business She worked well , she rode well is very bad . " ( riding was a profitable extra “ Truly , Dad ? ” subject ) , she danced well , and dancing “ So truly ...
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It was very different out here in the North Atlantic ; the rise , twist , and shuddering fall down the piling - up inky precipice made the ship feel very small in this vastness of sea and sky . Holding on to the jack - staff and looking ...
It was very different out here in the North Atlantic ; the rise , twist , and shuddering fall down the piling - up inky precipice made the ship feel very small in this vastness of sea and sky . Holding on to the jack - staff and looking ...
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