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2801 Angel Over Her Tent, p. 88.3 (D. A. Delafield)
… his horse about fast enough to escape. But the repentant criminal was too close. The farmer watched in horror as the man who had once robbed him slipped off …
2802 Angel Over Her Tent, p. 89.3 (D. A. Delafield)
… his horse forward and disappeared over the rise, a little cloud of dust marking his passing.
2803 Angel Over Her Tent, p. 104.6 (D. A. Delafield)
Hitching the horse to the family buggy, they drove through the dark Melbourne streets and reached the minister’s house about ten o’clock.
2804 Angel Over Her Tent, p. 115 (D. A. Delafield)
Chapter 15—Hailstorms and Horses
2805 Angel Over Her Tent, p. 115.1 (D. A. Delafield)
… of horses, common around many homes during the nineteenth and early twentieth centuries. One Sabbath in early February, 1895, she and several friends drove …
2806 Angel Over Her Tent, p. 115.2 (D. A. Delafield)
… the horse on a little faster. The carriage rattled, and the dust cloud that trailed it rose slightly higher. Gradually the sky darkened more menacingly. Mrs …
2807 Angel Over Her Tent, p. 116.1 (D. A. Delafield)
… the horse slipped and fell backward on its haunches. “Byron,” Mrs. White said to her nephew, “get out at once, stand by Jessie’s head, and talk to her.” Shielding his …
2808 Angel Over Her Tent, p. 117.1 (D. A. Delafield)
… the horse, sheltering his hatless head under the animal’s neck. Sara struggled blindly toward the carriage, but the fury of the hail kept her and Byron from …
2809 Angel Over Her Tent, p. 117.2 (D. A. Delafield)
… , the horse tried to buck and struggle free. Motioning for Sara to hold the reins, Bryon went to the carriage and fumbled at the tugs. Moments later he had the horse …
2810 Angel Over Her Tent, p. 117.3 (D. A. Delafield)
… the horse’s body. Soaked, Byron’s and Sara’s clothes clung to their bodies. When Sara entered the house, she glanced down at her wrists and found them heavily …
2811 Angel Over Her Tent, p. 118.3 (D. A. Delafield)
… the horse and knew that she could be trusted in an emergency. Also God had spared her life and that of her friends. Ellen White’s life had always been close to …
2812 Angel Over Her Tent, p. 119.1 (D. A. Delafield)
… the horse with a whip. She employed him to help manage her business affairs and to take care of her livestock at Sunnyside. It was not the first time she had seen …
2813 Angel Over Her Tent, p. 119.2 (D. A. Delafield)
… the horse’s back. Slowly lowering the whip, he tried to hide it behind his back, then nervously fidgeted with it. Kindly, but indignantly, she quietly began to …
2814 Angel Over Her Tent, p. 120.1 (D. A. Delafield)
… of horses and wagons. Annoyed because several wagons passed him in a cloud of dust, he lashed his horses and shouted and screamed at them. But the tired animals …
2815 Angel Over Her Tent, p. 120.2 (D. A. Delafield)
… the horses. They reared up to avoid running him down. Grabbing the bridles, the stranger stopped the horses and began to stroke them to calm them. Turning to …
2816 Angel Over Her Tent, p. 120.3 (D. A. Delafield)
… her horse. He could make no excuses. God had shown her his cruelty, and she wanted to be sure he never mistreated anything again. But not always did she have a chance …
2817 Angel Over Her Tent, p. 121.2 (D. A. Delafield)
… his horse to a stop beside the ox. Tossing its long horns wildly about, the creature flashed anger, bewilderment, and fear from its eyes. “Keep to the right,” the …
2818 Angel Over Her Tent, p. 123.4 (D. A. Delafield)
… a horse would walk, for trot she would not,” she commented later with a note of humor. The horse pulled the wagon as best she could, and that satisfied her.
2819 Angel Over Her Tent, p. 128.1 (D. A. Delafield)
… the horses and fed them grain. Sitting down around the picnic lunch, the family thanked God for the blessings He had bestowed upon them.
2820 Campfire Junior Stories from the days of S.D.A. Pioneers, p. 12.7 (Arthur Lacey White)
… the horse, they replied that they had just thought of something that they must take care of in another village and they must be driving on. Brother Nichols …