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leaned back but kept on going. Falling flat on her back and lying there as if dead. What a scare to all of us, but as quick* ly as she fell she was up again with no apparent damage except perhaps to her ego.
Finding the old road again, and more slipping and sliding our way down, we’d short cut the curves when we could or else re-route around some obstacle. On the last short cut which was rather steep, all seemed to be coming along pretty good, then all at once, I don’t know whether she caught her foot or stumbled, but Dinah started coming down hill at full speed. Had it not been for running directly into her husband, who stopped the too fast descent, no doubt she would have been in Sperryville before the rest of us. This so reminded me of the tale told by Mr. Abram Beahm, Dianh’s great uncle. Once he told that it was so steep'where they lived, that his mother having made flap jacks for breakfast and he’d went to put one on his plate, he dropped it and it rolled all the way down in the hollow.
We made another precious
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