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2901 Over My Shoulder, p. 96.5 (Ella May White Robinson)
… were horses, carriages, and nearly everything ... in good order for us to possess.... I never anticipated so much in a home that meets my taste and my desires so perfectly …
2902 Over My Shoulder, p. 117.5 (Ella May White Robinson)
… the horses, and one corner had long rows of hens’ nests. The best fun of all was to climb the ladder into the hayloft, where we could run and jump and tumble with …
2903 Over My Shoulder, p. 119.2 (Ella May White Robinson)
… black horse, Babe, to the one-seated carriage and journey to other communities to sell Adventist books and, at times, aluminum cooking utensils. Finding her …
2904 Sister White, p. 8.1 (Arthur Whitefield Spalding)
… , cow, horse—each took its turn at training us. And then there was the woodpile and washday and berry-picking—you’d be surprised how useful we could be! But there …
2905 Sister White, p. 10.6 (Arthur Whitefield Spalding)
… , our horse, to the wagon, and packed in bedding, clothing, a little stove, and a few handy things; and mother and sister worked for a week, baking, canning, and cooking …
2906 Sister White, p. 38.4 (Arthur Whitefield Spalding)
… no horse then, James White walked those eight miles time and again, to see to the printing of the paper. He was lame too, because several years before, while chopping …
2907 Sister White, p. 39.1 (Arthur Whitefield Spalding)
… a horse and buggy to bring out the flat sheets from Middletown to Rocky Hill. He took the bundle of paper into the house, and laid it on the floor. Then they all …
2908 Sister White, p. 46.4 (Arthur Whitefield Spalding)
… by horse and buggy. But they did not dare to leave their darling to others’ care. They asked the Lord to show them what to do, and they decided that if the little …
2909 Sister White, p. 47.1 (Arthur Whitefield Spalding)
… a horse. Brother White drove while the mother of the sick boy laid him on a pillow and held him in her arms. Into the night they drove for twenty miles. The little …
2910 Sister White, p. 48.3 (Arthur Whitefield Spalding)
… by horse and buggy. Sister White was so weak and tired she could not trust herself to hold little Edson all the way. So she laid him on her lap, and tied him to her …
2911 Sister White, p. 48.4 (Arthur Whitefield Spalding)
… their horse and buggy trip, Brother White thought of the Youth’s Instructor, and as they would sometimes stop by the roadside to eat their lunch and let the …
2912 Sister White, p. 54.6 (Arthur Whitefield Spalding)
… of horses. The snow continued as they drove north to Green Vale. There they stopped to have some meetings with the believers at that place. And it kept on snowing …
2913 Sister White, p. 56.1 (Arthur Whitefield Spalding)
Brother Hart drew up his horses at the brink. Rising in the sleigh, he pointed his whip hand to the broad river, and said, “Is it Iowa? or back to Illinois? We have come to the Red Sea. Shall we cross?”
2914 Sister White, p. 56.4 (Arthur Whitefield Spalding)
… the horses’ feet splashed as they went slowly forward. Who could tell whether they might come upon a weak spot and plunge into the icy river? They all prayed …
2915 Sister White, p. 79.2 (Arthur Whitefield Spalding)
… the horses to go, Miss Wolcott, with her oldest pupil, Laura, walked five miles to Sabbath school, and over the ice on the lake. She froze her nose and ears, but she …
2916 Stories of My Grandmother, p. 16.1 (Ella May White Robinson)
… the horse and cow and chickens, weed the garden, and do chores around the house.”
2917 Stories of My Grandmother, p. 18.5 (Ella May White Robinson)
When grandma drove her two-horse team around the country, I often accompanied her. At the nursery she selected her own trees for the orchard. The nurseryman asked, “Mrs. White, would you like to have me show you how they should be planted?”
2918 Stories of My Grandmother, p. 27.4 (Ella May White Robinson)
… . His horse was covered with sweat. He rushed into the house and asked, “Does anyone here need money? I was impressed that someone here needs money.”
2919 Stories of My Grandmother, p. 28.1 (Ella May White Robinson)
… the horse had wanted to come the twelve miles from home so fast that it had been difficult to keep him from galloping all the way. Ellen and Sarah had no sooner …
2920 Stories of My Grandmother, p. 35.2 (Ella May White Robinson)
… borrowed horse and sleigh to a young Adventist minister named James White. He’s having trouble with some fanatics. If you come with us, you might be able to …