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to anIty. A boy her free at a ball In the could win a place o
Move oY o an game wonder. She In a ten-week at-
11elon ill uP his battinn the sandlot loud use o' and star in most of them'
people's society
She
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total of eighty-six-
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nO local bo Was hew i g the turn Sandy won w re udice and Join
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d up to Y simpl e dared girl's class in the Sunday School.
Promised t the intrude Y picked u do g backslider. Like
O o knock his t r r, and enl p a bat, But she was also the leading in the middle
'rile boY evidently alns out. phatically the little girl with the curl rig good, she
�.., her turn an believed of her forehead, when Sandy waheg was
� bad
d knocked a her for she took very good, but when s
for the home ho was very,
As she base. me rut,
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brushed off n by sliding she was horrid.
,Wade .
Off the excess Saintl-�ood did not settle down easily on
walked difference dirt (which Sandy. She encountered storms and the storms
d over to the t° her clothes)
bench the and �9ften overwhelmed her. Her besetting sin was
gratula ted her. preacher con- an Wiruly temper. But each time she failed she -
"That guy don't belong r _!• Sandy was still on the doubtful list
hood," in this neighbor- tw .lic preacher left.
said Sandy, after he turned away.«ph yes, he does. He is the
over at the church." new Preacher . .�. .�.
._ ____ -- _ • . "Well
put a lily in my hand! Think of a wenty years later the preacher was a guest
preacher shaking hands with me! Guess I had
better start going to church." isl, lEis former pulpit. He looked at the last
1,erson to shake hands with him. "I suppose I
- ought to know you but I can't recall our
Y y r + + + name." She was neatly dressed and showed
evidences of� prosperity. At last she smiled.
Sandy was a type that only the tough end "I'm Sandy.
of town can produce. She lived in a saloon She had married a posperous young man . . ,
section, where there was plenty of fighting. was the mother of three children . . , lived in
She played in the alleys and streets. She asked the outer end of town . . . was a member of