repaganizes

[Nebarez]

Borhood myself. There goes the bell--I'll be here at 4:30 sharp."
Chicken Little was not the only unfortunate that afternoon. Two small
boys were late at noon and Miss Brown set them all to writing long lists
from their spellers as soon as the other children filed out. Chicken
Little watched the clock anxiously, starting up at every distant tinkle
of sleigh bells. It was a glorious clear crisp afternoon and the jingle
of bells sounded at frequent intervals. Her excitement rose as half-past
four approached. Finally, just as the clock chimed the half hour, an
answering chime tinkled in the distance and two or three minutes later,
ceased suddenly in front of the school building. Chicken Little ran
quickly down the walk and there they all were. Dick Harding had a lovely
double-seated cutter with white horses and two gay strings of sleigh
bells on each horse. Packed snugly in under the bright colored robes
were Katy and Gertie and Grace and sister Marian--and the entire family
of dolls. Dick Harding had insisted on the dolls. He said he never
approved of parents leaving their offspri
-------------- next part --------------
A non-text attachment was scrubbed...
Name: shouters.jpg
Type: image/jpeg
Size: 32565 bytes
Desc: not available
URL: <http://lists.alioth.debian.org/pipermail/pkg-mozilla-maintainers/attachments/20090813/485e10d1/attachment-0001.jpg>