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Various Harper's Young People, July 19…

Ah, how long that dreadful afternoon lived in the Farr children's memory! To know that their own dear little doggie was to die would have been bad enough, but to feel that he was to be shot as a criminal for an act so terrible, that—that was too hard, and Edith's tears fell fast, while even Harry was obliged to wink persistently in order to keep his own cheeks dry.
As for Spice, he had never seemed so gay and full of life, frisking lightly about the children whenever Edith's trembling hands would let him go, and twirling himself round and round so swiftly as to fairly make one dizzy to behold.
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Various Harper's Young People, July 19…

Grandmother Brown was an Alden.
"It's no great for beauty," Mrs. Brown had said, when Pink was a little thing. "I'll give it to you, Dolly, and you may keep it for your own."
And Dolly had been ever since proud and happy to claim it. It had always been beautiful in her eyes from the very days of her babyhood, when, at rare intervals, her mother rewarded her for being a good girl with one of the square lumps of white sugar hoarded in its bulging sides.
"Yes, I know Laura will like to see this," remarked Pink, in a satisfied tone, "and I hope she'll come to-morrow."
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Various Harper's Young People, July 19…

HOW FAR CAN YOU SWIM? BY WILLIAM O. STODDARD.
"Look here, Sime, old Purdy might have told us he'd taken away his oars."
"Well, yes; but there was a kind of a grin on his face when he told us we might have it. Not another loose boat!"
It was a solemn fact. Every skiff along the beach but "old Purdy's" was fastened by chain and padlock and stake, to express the objections of its owner against its use by stray boys.
"No fun going in for a swim in this shallow water. Only a wading place."
"Barry, there's a board. That'll do for us. We can paddle her out far enough."
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