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The mornings began at dawn with the slap slap of bare feet on the planks of the sidewalks as the children went to fill their pails with fresh water from the village well. But seven thirty the miss whistle blew.
The mornings began at dawn with the slap slap of bare feet on the planks of the sidewalks as the children went to fill their pails with fresh water from the village well. But seven thirty the miss whistle blew.