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going?" "Oh I'm going west- to grow up." 

Why,? I thought, he's surely joking. I looked at the name of the road, there at my ticket. I was not a bit surprised to see Walter appear at that moment. "We're on the wrong train." We were off just as the train started and just as this train pulled into the depot. I guess I'm all right now, till I reach Pittsburg. Then, oh-la-la!! 

Later I felt pretty bad to think I was leaving home again so soon. I bade ma and pa goodbye and away we flew in the mud-boat. It was good sleighing and I enjoyed it. I took the book on Art home and there(Station)went down to see Emma. My poor dear sister; her eyes were full of tears as she lay in the little darkened bedroom. The baby seemed as contented as could be. Ruddy Little Jola climbed up and kissed him over and over again. Mrs. Beasley was hoping I should get along safely. 

We have just crossed into Ohio. The women with children are fixing to get off. We’ll be lonesome without them. The sun is setting in the south for me, it is very beautiful nevertheless. 
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