I've been socking away cash for years.
So he moseyed over by the tracks to light up and loiter in the darker shadows of the water tower as a million years went by and then at last he spied the headlamp of a powersome Baldwin 4-6-2 puffing, thirsty, up from the southwest.
For goodness' sake, I spelled that word correctly. I never knew I could do that.
One bright, icy afternoon–shall I ever forget it?–while little Philly, at the prospect of a bath, was suffering under a severe attack of Psychrophobia, the baby, held in Aggy's now careful arms, was gazing through the window panes.
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