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  Speaker 1: Story number thirty three of the Children's Book of Christmas Stories.
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  Speaker 1: visit LibriVox dot org. Recording by Alisa mc caslin, July
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  Speaker 1: two thousand, twelve. Children's Book of Christmas Stories by various artists,
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  Speaker 1: the greatest of these by Joseph Mills Hansen. The outside
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  Speaker 1: door swung open suddenly, letting a cloud of steam into
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  Speaker 1: the small hot kitchen. Charlie Moore, a milk pail in
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  Speaker 1: one hand, a lantern in the other, closed the door
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  Speaker 1: behind him with a bang, set the pail on the table,
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  Speaker 1: and stamped the snow from his feet. There's the milk,
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  Speaker 1: and I near froze getting it, said he, addressing his pardner,
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  Speaker 1: who was chopping potatoes and a pan on the stove.
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  Speaker 1: Dose ride potatos vs burnt, said the other, welding his
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  Speaker 1: knife vigorously. Ah eh, why didn't you watch him instead
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  Speaker 1: of reading your old Scandinavian paper, answered Charlie, hanging his
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  Speaker 1: overcoat and cap behind the door and laying his mittens
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  Speaker 1: under the stove to dry. Then he drew up a
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  Speaker 1: chair and with much exertion, pulled off his heavy felt
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  Speaker 1: boots and stood them beside his mittens. Why didn't you
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  Speaker 1: shut the gate after you came in from town? The
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  Speaker 1: cows got out and went up to Ronnie's, and I
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  Speaker 1: had to chase em. Cain't any joke runnin round after
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  Speaker 1: cows such a night as this. Having relieved his mind
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  Speaker 1: of its grievance, Charlie sat down before the oven door, and,
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  Speaker 1: opening it, laid a stick of wood along its outer edge,
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  Speaker 1: and thrust his feet into the hot interior, propping his
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  Speaker 1: heels against the stick. Look Out for these hair biscuits,
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  Speaker 1: exclaimed his partner anxiously. Oh hang, the biscuits, was Charlie's
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  Speaker 1: hasty answer. I'll watch em. Why didn't you? I think
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  Speaker 1: I forget em? Well, you don't want to forget. A
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  Speaker 1: feller forgot his clothes once and he got froze. I
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  Speaker 1: guessed dose toller vus catch in a spring snowstorm. Thus,
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  Speaker 1: dooe's biscuits done. Charlie, you bet they are nails, replied Charley,
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  Speaker 1: looking into the pan. Duns above us ready yum on nails.
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  Speaker 1: Picked up the frying pan and Charlie the biscuits and
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  Speaker 1: set them on the oilcloth covered table, where a plate
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  Speaker 1: of butter, a jar of plum jelly, and a coffee
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  Speaker 1: pot were already standing. Outside the frozen kitchen window, the
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  Speaker 1: snow covered fields and meadows stretched glistening and silent away
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  Speaker 1: to the dark belt of timber by the river. Along
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  Speaker 1: the deep rutted road in front, a belated lumber wagon
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  Speaker 1: passed slowly, the wheels crunching through the packed snow. With
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  Speaker 1: a wavering, incessant shriek. The two men hitched their chairs
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  Speaker 1: up to the table, and without ceremony, helped themselves liberally
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  Speaker 1: to the steaming food. For a few moments they seemed
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  Speaker 1: oblivious to everything but the demands of hunger. The potatoes
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  Speaker 1: and biscuits disappeared with surprising rapidity, washed down by large
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  Speaker 1: drafts of coffee. These men, laboring steadily through the short
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  Speaker 1: daylight hours in the dry cold air of the Dakota Winner,
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  Speaker 1: were like enguns whose fires had burned low. They were
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  Speaker 1: taking fuel presently, the first keen edge of appetite. Satisfied,
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  Speaker 1: they ate more slowly, and nails straightening up with a sigh.
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  Speaker 1: Spoke I seen cigarette in town to day. He vaunts
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  Speaker 1: one hundred fifty for doze team come down. Hay commented Charlie, Well,
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  Speaker 1: they're worth that. We'd better take 'em. Nails. We'll need
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  Speaker 1: em in the spring if we break the north forty yas.
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  Speaker 1: It's a nice team, agreed, nails. Half us drivin' home
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  Speaker 1: to day? Is he hollin' corn? Nah? He had his
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  Speaker 1: kids gettin Christmas presents. Chris by gracious tomorrow's Christmas. Nells
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  Speaker 1: nodded solemnly as one possessing superior knowledge. Charlie became thoughtful,
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  Speaker 1: We'll come in sort of slim on it here, I
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  Speaker 1: reckon nails. Christmas ain't right somehow out here back in
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  Speaker 1: Wisconsin where I came from, there's where you get your Christmas.
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  Speaker 1: Charlie spoke, with the unswerving prejudice of mankind to the
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  Speaker 1: land of his birth. YaST do spin right into old
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  Speaker 1: country they have in great times Christmas. Their thoughts were
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  Speaker 1: all bent now upon the holiday scenes of the past.
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  Speaker 1: As they finished the meal and cleared away and washed
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  Speaker 1: the dishes, they related incidents of their boyhood's time, compared, reiterated,
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  Speaker 1: and embellished. As they talked, they grew jovial and laughed
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  Speaker 1: often the ski broke and you went over Griblancy. Ha.
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  Speaker 1: That reminds me of one time in Wisconsin. Something of
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  Speaker 1: the joyous spirit of the Christmas tide seemed to have
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  Speaker 1: entered into this little farmhouse set in the midst of
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  Speaker 1: the lonely white fields. In the hearts of these men
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  Speaker 1: moving about in their dim lighted room was re echoed
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  Speaker 1: the joyous murmur of the great world, without the gayety
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  Speaker 1: of the throngs in city streets, where the brilliant shop
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  Speaker 1: windows rich with holiday spoils, smile out upon the passing crowd,
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  Speaker 1: and the clang of street cars and roar of tree
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  Speaker 1: mingle with the cries of street vendors. The work finished,
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  Speaker 1: they drew their chairs to the stove and filled their pipes,
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  Speaker 1: still talking well well, said Charley, after the laugh occasioned
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  Speaker 1: by one of Nell's droll stories had subsided. It's nice
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  Speaker 1: to think of those old times. I'd hate to have
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  Speaker 1: been one of these kids that can't have any fun
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  Speaker 1: Christmas or any other time. I guess there ain't anybody
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  Speaker 1: much du don't have somethin dis times a year. Oh yes,
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  Speaker 1: there are nails, you bet there are. Charlie nodded at
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  Speaker 1: his partner with serious conviction. Now there's the rownies. He
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  Speaker 1: waved his pipe over his shoulder. The old man told
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  Speaker 1: me tonight, when I was up after the cows, that
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  Speaker 1: he sold all the crop except what they need for
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  Speaker 1: feedin' wheat, an corn, an everything, an some hogs besides.
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  Speaker 1: An ain't got hardly enough now for feedin' clothes for
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  Speaker 1: all that family. The rent in the lumber he had
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  Speaker 1: to buy to build the new barn after the old
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  Speaker 1: one burnt ate up the money like fury. He kinda
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  Speaker 1: laughed and said he guessed the children won't get much
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  Speaker 1: Christmas this year. I didn't think about its beIN so close.
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  Speaker 1: When he told me no Christmas. Nell's round eyes widened
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  Speaker 1: with astonishment. I tink, doos beIN pretty bad? He studied
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  Speaker 1: the subject for a few moments, his stolid face suddenly
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  Speaker 1: grown thoughtful. Charlie stared at the stove. Far away by
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  Speaker 1: the river, A lonely coyote set up his quick howling yelp.
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  Speaker 1: There's been seven kids, oop, dere, said Nels, at last,
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  Speaker 1: glancing up as it for corroboration. Yes, seven, agreed, Charlie. Say,
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  Speaker 1: do vie need Sagred's team very pad Well, now that depends,
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  Speaker 1: said Charlie. Why not nothin? Only I've us Tankenvie might
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  Speaker 1: take some a dazzvit. We was goin to sell and
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  Speaker 1: and yep, what a dumbit on Ronnie's granary floor to
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  Speaker 1: night after there has been asleep. Charlie stared at his
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  Speaker 1: companion for a moment in silence. Then he rose, and,
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  Speaker 1: approaching nails, examined his partner's face with Solum's scrutiny. By
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  Speaker 1: the great horn spoon, he announced, finally, you've got a
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  Speaker 1: head on you like a balloon, my boy. Keep on
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  Speaker 1: gettin ideas like that, and you'll land in Congress or
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  Speaker 1: the poor farm before many years. Then, abandoning his pretense
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  Speaker 1: of gravity, he slapped the other on the back. Why
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  Speaker 1: didn't I think of that? It's the best yet? Secrets Team.
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  Speaker 1: Oh hang, Secrets team, we don't need it. We'll have
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  Speaker 1: a little merry Christmas out of this yet, only they
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  Speaker 1: mustn't know where it came from. I'll write a note
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  Speaker 1: and stick it under the door. You'll find some merry wheat. No,
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  Speaker 1: that ain't it. You'll find some wheat in the granary
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  Speaker 1: to give the kids a Merry Christmas wit, signed Santa Claus.
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  Speaker 1: He wrote out the message in the air with the
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  Speaker 1: pointing forefinger. He had entered into the spirit of the
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  Speaker 1: thing eagerly. It's half past nine now, he went on,
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  Speaker 1: looking at the clock. It'll be eleven time we get
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  Speaker 1: the stuff loaded and hauled up. There, let's go out
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  Speaker 1: and get at it. Luckily the bob are on the wagon.
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  Speaker 1: They don't make such a racket as wheels. He took
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  Speaker 1: the lantern from its nail behind the door and lighted it,
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  Speaker 1: after which he put on his boots, cap and mittens,
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  Speaker 1: and flung his overcoat across his shoulders. Nails. Meanwhile, had
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  Speaker 1: put on his outer garments, also shut up the stove nails.
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  Speaker 1: Charlie blew out the light and opened the door. There
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  Speaker 1: hang it, he exclaimed, turning back. I forgot the note
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  Speaker 1: ought to be in ink I suppose. Well, never mind.
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  Speaker 1: Now we won't put on any style about it. He
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  Speaker 1: took down a pencil from the shelf, and, extracting a
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  Speaker 1: bit of wrapping paper from a bundle behind the wood box,
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  Speaker 1: wrote the note by the light of the lantern. There,
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  Speaker 1: I guess that will do, he said, Finally, come on, outside.
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  Speaker 1: The night air was cold and bracing, and in the
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  Speaker 1: black vault of the sky the winter constellations flashed and throbbed.
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  Speaker 1: The shadows of the two men thrown by the lantern
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  Speaker 1: bobbed huge and grotesque across the snow and among the
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  Speaker 1: bare branches of the cottonwoods. As they moved toward the barn,
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  Speaker 1: I think if he put on those extra side pards
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  Speaker 1: and make her an even fifty pushel, said Nils. After
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  Speaker 1: they had backed the wagon up to the granary door.
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  Speaker 1: Thee might as they'll do it oop right, skins ver
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  Speaker 1: at it. Having carried out this suggestion, the two shovels steadily,
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  Speaker 1: with short intervals of rest, for three quarters of an hour,
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  Speaker 1: the dark pile of grain in the wagon box rising
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  Speaker 1: gradually until it stood flush with the top. Good it
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  Speaker 1: was to look upon, cold and soft and yielding to
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  Speaker 1: the touch. This heaped up wealth from the inexhaustible treasure
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  Speaker 1: house of the mighty West. Charles and Nels felt something
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  Speaker 1: of this as they viewed the results of their labors
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  Speaker 1: for a moment before hitching up the team. It's a
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  Speaker 1: number one hard, said Charlie, picking up a handful and
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  Speaker 1: sifting it slowly through his fingers, and it'll fetch seventy
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  Speaker 1: four cents. But you can't raise any worse on this
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  Speaker 1: old farm of ours if you try, he added a
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  Speaker 1: little proudly, nor anywhere else in the Jim River Valley,
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  Speaker 1: for that matter. As they approached the rawny place, looking
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  Speaker 1: dim and indistinct in the darkness, their voices hushed up apprehensively,
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  Speaker 1: and the noise of the sled runners slipping through the
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  Speaker 1: snow seemed to them to increase from a purr to
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  Speaker 1: a roar. Here stop a minute, whispered nails in agony
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  Speaker 1: of discovery. Fe're makin an awful noise. I'll get lund
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  Speaker 1: take a beak. He slipped away and cautiously approached the house.
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  Speaker 1: That's all right, he whispered, hoarsely, returning after a moment.
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  Speaker 1: Dare all asleep, But go easy, I tink the best.
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  Speaker 1: Go easy. They seemed burden all at once with the
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  Speaker 1: conscience of criminals, and went forward with almost guilty timidity. Thunder,
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  Speaker 1: dere's a bump. Why don't you drive, garvouler, Charlie, drive
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  Speaker 1: yourself if you think you can do any better. As
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  Speaker 1: they came into the yard, a dog suddenly ran out
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  Speaker 1: from the barn, barking furiously. Charlie reined up with an
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  Speaker 1: ejaculation of despair. Look there, the dog. We're done for now.
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  Speaker 1: Sure stop him, Nails, throw something at him. The noise seemed,
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  Speaker 1: to their excited ears louder than the crash of artillery.
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  Speaker 1: Nails threw a piece of snow crust. The dog ran
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  Speaker 1: back a few steps, but his barking did not diminish.
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  Speaker 1: Here hold the lines, I'll try to catch him. Charlie
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  Speaker 1: jumped from the wagon and approached the dog with coaxing words,
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  Speaker 1: Come doggie, good doggie, nice boy. Come. His maneuver, however,
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  Speaker 1: merely served to increase the animal's frenzy. As Charlie approached,
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  Speaker 1: the dog retired slowly toward the house, his head thrown back,
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  Speaker 1: and his rapid barking increased to a long drawn howl.
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  Speaker 1: Good boy, come bothers a brute. He'll wake up the
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  Speaker 1: whole household nice doggie fee. The noise, however, had no
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  Speaker 1: apparent effect upon the occupants of the house. All remained
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  Speaker 1: as dark and silent as ever Charlie. Charlie let him go,
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  Speaker 1: cried Nails, in a voice smothered with laughter. I go
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  Speaker 1: indows barn. Maybe he'll chase me. His hope was full founded.
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  Speaker 1: The dog, observing this treacherous occupation by the enemy of
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  Speaker 1: his last harbor of refuge, gave pursuit and disappeared within
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  Speaker 1: the door, which Charlie, hard behind him, closed with a bang.
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  Speaker 1: There was the sound of a hurried scuffle within. The
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  Speaker 1: dog's barking gave place to terrified whinings, which in turn
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  Speaker 1: were suddenly quenched to a choking murmur. Come in, Charlie,
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  Speaker 1: gvic you got him, queried Charlie, opening the door cautiously.
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  Speaker 1: Did he bite you? Nay? Yes, Ma mitten get a
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  Speaker 1: sack or somethin to dye em oop in. A sack
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  Speaker 1: was procured from somewhere, into which the dog, now silenced
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  Speaker 1: from sheer exhaustion in fright, was unceremoniously thrust, after which
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  Speaker 1: the sack was tied and flung into the wagon. This
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  Speaker 1: formidable obstacle overcome, and the Rawnies still slumbering peacefully, the
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  Speaker 1: rest was easy. The granary door was pried open and
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  Speaker 1: the wheat shoveled hurriedly in upon the empty floor. Charlie
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  Speaker 1: then crept up to the house and slipped his note
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  Speaker 1: under the door. The sack was lifted from the now
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  Speaker 1: empty wagon and opened before the barn, whereupon its occupants
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  Speaker 1: slipped meekly out and retreated at once to a far corner,
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  Speaker 1: seemingly too much incensed at his discourteous treatment, even to
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  Speaker 1: fling a volley of farewell barks at his departing captors.
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  Speaker 1: Well remarked Nels with a sigh of relief as they
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  Speaker 1: gained the road. Idink dose rawnies, pelieve in Santa Claus
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  Speaker 1: now dosepin funny vay for Santa Claus to come. Charlie's
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  Speaker 1: laugh was good to hear. He didn't exactly come down
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  Speaker 1: the chimney, that's a fact, but it'll do it a pinch.
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  Speaker 1: We ought to have told them to get a present
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  Speaker 1: for the dog collar and chain. I reckon he wouldn't
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  Speaker 1: hardly be thankful for it, though, eh, I guess not.
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  Speaker 1: He likes to hoff he's night to himself. Well, we
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  Speaker 1: had our fun anyway. Sorda puts me in mind of
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  Speaker 1: an old Wisconsin. Somehow, from far off over the valley,
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  Speaker 1: with its dismantled corn fills and snow covered haystacks, beyond
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  Speaker 1: the ice bound river, floated slow and sonorous, the mellow
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  Speaker 1: clanging of church bells they were ushering in the Christmas morn. Overhead,
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  Speaker 1: the starlit heavens glistened, brooding and mysterious, looking down with luminous,
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  Speaker 1: loving eyes upon these humble sons of men doing a
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  Speaker 1: good deed from the impulse of simple, generous hearts, As
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  Speaker 1: upon that other Christmas morning long ago, when the Jewish
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  Speaker 1: shepherds guarding their flocks by night red in their shining depths,
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  Speaker 1: that in Bethlehem of Judea, the christ Child was born.
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  Speaker 1: The rising sun was touching the higher hilltops with a
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  Speaker 1: faint rush of crimson. The next morning, when the back
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  Speaker 1: door of the Rawny house opened with the creek and
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  Speaker 1: mister Rawnie, still heavy eyed with sleep, stumbled out upon
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  Speaker 1: the porch, stretched his arms above his head, yawned, blinked
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  Speaker 1: at the dazzling snow, and then shambled off toward the barn.
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  Speaker 1: As he approached, the dog ran eagerly out, gamboled meekly
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  Speaker 1: round his feet, and caressed his boots. The man patted
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  Speaker 1: him kindly. Hello, old boy, What were you yappin around
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  Speaker 1: so for last night? Huh, grain thieves, you needn't worry
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  Speaker 1: about them. There ain't nothing left for them to steal, No, sir,
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  Speaker 1: if they got into that granary, they'd have to take
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  Speaker 1: a lantern along to find a pine of wheat. I
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  Speaker 1: don't suppose, he added reflectively, that I could scrape up
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  Speaker 1: enough to feed the chickens this mornin', But I guess
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  Speaker 1: I might well see. He passed over to the little building.
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  Speaker 1: What he saw when he looked within seemed for a
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  Speaker 1: moment to produce no impression upon him whatever. He stared
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  Speaker 1: at the hillock of grain in motionless silence. Finally, mister
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  Speaker 1: Ronnie gave utterance to a single word, gee Willikins, and
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  Speaker 1: started for the house. On a run. Into the kitchen,
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  Speaker 1: where his wife was just starting the fire, the excited
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  Speaker 1: man burst in like a whirlwind. Come out here, Mary,
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  Speaker 1: he cried, Come out here quick. The worthy woman, unaccustomed
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  Speaker 1: to such demonstrations, looked at him in amazement. For goodness sake,
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  Speaker 1: what's come over you, Pete Ronnie, she exclaimed, Are you daft?
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  Speaker 1: Don't make such a noise. You'll wake the young ones,
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  Speaker 1: and I don't want them. Wait till nebee with no
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  Speaker 1: Christmas form, poor little things. Never mind the young uns,
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  Speaker 1: he replied, Come on. As they passed out, he noticed
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  Speaker 1: the slip of paper under the door and picked it up.
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  Speaker 1: Without comment. He charged down upon the granary, his wife,
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  Speaker 1: with a shawl over her head, close behind. She peered
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  Speaker 1: in apprehensively at first, then with eyes of widening wonder,
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  Speaker 1: Why Peter, she said, turning to him, Why Peter, What
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  Speaker 1: does I thought? You thought he broke in me too,
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  Speaker 1: But it ain't. So it means. It means that we've
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  Speaker 1: got some of the best neighbors that ever was a
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  Speaker 1: thinkin of our young uns this way? Read that, and
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  Speaker 1: he thrust the paper into her hand. Why Peter, she
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  Speaker 1: ejaculated again, weakly. Then suddenly she turned and, laying her
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  Speaker 1: head on his shoulder, began to sob softly. There there,
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  Speaker 1: he said, patting her arm awkwardly. Don't you go and cry. Now,
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  Speaker 1: let's just be thankful to the Good Lord for putting
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  Speaker 1: such fellers into the world as them fellers down the road.
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  Speaker 1: And now you run in a hurry up breakfast while
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  Speaker 1: I do up the chores. Then we'll hitch up an
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  Speaker 1: get into town for the store's closed. Tell the young
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  Speaker 1: Unsantie didn't get round last night with their things but
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  Speaker 1: we've got word to meet him in town. Hey, yes,
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  Speaker 1: I saw just the kindest leg Pete wants when I
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  Speaker 1: was up yesterday. An that China doll for Mollie. Yes,
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  Speaker 1: tell em anything you want, twon't be too big. Sanny
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  Speaker 1: Claus has come to Rannie's ranch this year. Sure. End
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  Speaker 1: of the Greatest of These by Joseph Mills Hansen