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: Life and public services of Martin R. Delany Sub-Assistant Commissioner Bureau Relief of Refugees Freedmen and of Abandoned Lands and late Major 104th U.S. Colored Troops by Rollin Frank A - African Americans Biography; United States History Civil War 186
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"I DECLARE, I FEEL LIKE I HADN'T SEEN YOU IN A HUNDRED YEARS!" 53
"HOW COULD YOU, MISS BRUCE?" RALPH DEMANDED INDIGNANTLY 144
"THERE IS GOLD IN RAINBOW CREEK, JACK!" 253
The Ranch Girls' Pot of Gold
THE GYPSY CARAVAN
"A hundred dollars a month--it's a fortune!" Jean Bruce exclaimed gayly, pirouetting about on her tip-toes in front of a huge Japanese umbrella fastened upright in the ground in the middle of the orchard at the Rainbow Ranch.
Jacqueline Ralston gazed half convinced at the sheet of paper she held in her hand. She was sitting in Turkish fashion on the grass just outside the umbrella and, as her Mexican hat had been flung aside, the spring sun shone directly down on the bright bronze of her hair and warmed to a richer rose the brilliant color in her cheeks. The past few months had wrought little change in her, save that the lifting of the clouds from about her home had left her more radiant and full of purpose than ever before.
"I don't know whether it is an opportunity or not," she answered dreamily. "What do you think, dears?" she inquired of a young woman who was watching the steam pour forth from a brass teakettle, and of a quiet, dark-haired girl who sat near by contentedly embroidering a square of linen.
Olive hesitated for a moment, looking toward their chaperon, but Ruth was too busy with the teakettle--which had chosen that moment to boil over--to have time to reply. "I know a hundred dollars a month does sound like a great deal of money," Olive agreed slowly, "but I wonder what the people are like who wish to rent our ranch. And where can we go if we give up our house to them?"
The three ranch girls and their chaperon, Ruth Drew, were having an impromptu tea party all to themselves in their miniature orchard on a lovely May day. Their fruit trees were not yet large enough for shade. Indeed, at the present time they looked like glorified bouquets set on tall, slender stalks, their branches were so small, so fragrant and so covered with delicate fairylike blossoms. The cherry and plum trees were in full bloom and the pink buds on the apple trees were slowly uncurling, while on every side the level prairie fields were carpeted with new grass that rippled softly under the low winds like the surface of a quiet sea.
"All right, Ruth," Jack assented, looking half relieved and half disappointed, as she folded up her letter. "I'll write to Mr. and Mrs. Harmon to-night and refuse their offer for the 'Lodge.'"
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