CHARTS 



TEEN TIDINdS 



OF WOB 



was still so early that a chill en- 

 veloped the world and the workers 

 awaited the sun . I rushed to where 

 I knew I should find Crip, and 

 breathlessly began the narrative 

 of my adventure. 



"I know just about what happened," he ventured, 

 when he had expressed his joy at seeing me, for he 

 knew that I had been on duty and that a number of 

 the guards had been lost. " I wept not a little for you. 

 Yes, it was a racoon," he repeated. "You will re- 

 member I told you about them. They are crazy over 

 honey." 



He was deeply interested in the account of my mad 

 and unwilling- ride. 



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