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The Harvester

CHAPTER XVI
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She sank on a chair and said with a chuckle, "Now you go on and tell me all about it, honey.

Jest what things are and why you fixed them, and how they are used." The Girl did her best, and the old woman nodded in delighted approval.
"It's the purtiest thing I ever saw," she announced.

"A minute ago, I'd 'a' said them blue walls back there, jest like October skies in Indian summer, and the brown rugs, like leaves in the woods, couldn't be beat; but this green and yaller is purtier yet.

That blue room will keep the best lookin' part of fall on all winter, and with a roarin' wood fire, it'll be capital, and no mistake; but this here is spring, jest spring eternal, an' that's best of all.

Looks like it was about time the leaves was bustin' and things pushin' up.


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