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doc#145 Hallelujah" above their united chant of
doc#145 , they played their quaint folk games
doc#145 the rest of their "outfit"
doc#145 hardy folk from their own train were
doc#145 rocks, leaving their own records along
doc#145 exclaimed, watching their rippling muscles as
doc#145 and Dan released their holds on the
doc#145 waited silently while their mother handed Gran
doc#145 time to leave their John-Henry
doc#145 men hurrying to their waiting teams. </p>
doc#146 in and rack their broncs without any
doc#146 as they stretched their legs. </p><p> There
doc#146 men murmured with their heads together at
doc#146 till they reached their horses. Pat
doc#147 about halfway up their slopes. Underneath
doc#147 able to find their way back in
doc#147 jungle. </p><p> With their load of bombs
doc#147 them back to their pass to home
doc#147 of deviating from their original course. </p>
doc#147 red lines etched their way into the