Not being one to like crowds much, Hiram Mitchell had stopped his horse down the…
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The minister held the closed bible in his lap. He hadn’t bothered to open the…
William Bates had a hold of the tail of his daddy’s coat. They were moving…
“. . . because ‘is ear were in the soup! Har, har, har. Ooh, ow!…
“Of course, I bit you. What did you think was going to happen? Satan’s bifurcated…
There was once, outside the town of Waldheim, a man who had four dark-haired daughters.…
