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"Grace!" exclaimed Betty. "Aunt Sallie would be worried to death if we didn't come, after she expected us." GRACE EXCLAIMED BETTY AUNT SALLY WOULD BE WORRIED TO DEATH IF WE DIDN'T COME AFTER SHE EXPECTED US
ple, pink and olive clouds, and there followed a glorious maze of colors that reached high up toward zenith. "Girls, we simply must stop and admire this--if it's only for a minute!" exclaimed Grace. "Isn't that wonderful!" and she pointed a slender hand, beautified by exquisitely kept nails, toward the gorgeous sky picture. "Every minute counts!" remarked practical Betty. Yet she knew better than to worry her friends. The glow faded, and again the girls advanced. From the fields came the lowing of the cows, as they waited impatiently for the bars of the pastures to be let down. A herd of sheep was driven along the road, raising a cloud of dust. From farm houses came the barking of dogs and the not unmusical notes of conch or tin horns, summoning the "men folks" to the evening meal. "Girls, we're never going to make it in time!" exclaimed Grace as the sky darkened. "We must see if we can't stop at one of these houses over night," and she pointed to a little hamlet they were approaching.  REST AMID A BED OF GOLDEN GREEN PURPLE PINK AND OLIVE CLOUDS AND THERE FOLLOWED A GLORIOUS MAZE OF COLORS THAT REACHED HIGH UP TOWARD THE ZENITH GIRLS WE SIMPLY MUST STOP AND ADMIRE THIS IF IT'S ONLY FOR A MINUTE EXCLAIMED GRACE ISN'T THAT WONDERFUL AND SHE POINTED A SLENDER HAND BEAUTIFIED BY EXQUISITELY KEPT NAILS TOWARD A GORGEOUS SKY PICTURE EVERY MINUTE COUNTS REMARKED PRACTICAL BETTY YET SHE KNEW BETTER THAN TO WORRY HER FRIENDS THE GLOW FADED AND AGAIN THE GIRLS ADVANCED FROM THE FIELDS CAME THE LOWING OF THE COWS AS THEY WAITED IMPATIENTLY FOR THE BARS OF THE PASTURE TO BE LET DOWN A HERD OF SHEEP WAS DRIVEN ALONG THE ROAD RAISING A CLOUD OF DUST FROM FARM HOUSES CAME THE BARKING OF DOGS AND THE NOT UNMUSICAL NOTES OF CONCH OR TIN HORNS SUMMONING THE MEN FOLKS TO THE EVENING MEAL GIRLS WE'RE NEVER GOING TO MAKE IT IN TIME EXCLAIMED GRACE AS THE SKY DARKENED WE MUST SEE IF WE CAN STOP AT ONE OF THESE HOUSES OVERNIGHT AND SHE POINTED TO A LITTLE HAMLET THAT THEY WERE APPROACHING
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