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The Expedition of the Donner Party and Its Tragic Fate (467 pages)

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CHAPTER XxI
MORAL DISCIPLINE — THE HISTORICAL PUEBLO OF SONOMA
— SUGAB PLUMS.
RANDMA often declared that she loved me, and
did not want to be too severe; but, for fear that
I had learned much wickedness from the little Indians
with whom I had played after I left her at the Fort, she
should watch me very closely herself, and also have
Georgia tell her whenever she should see me do wrong.
Consequently, for a while after I reached Sonoma, I
was frequently on the penitential bench, and was as
often punished for fancied misdoings as for real ones.
Yet, I grant that grandma was warranted in being severe the day that she got back from town before I was
ready for her.
She had left us with the promise that she would
bring us something nice if we would be good children
and do certain work that she had planned. After we
had finished the task, we both became restless, wondered how soon she would come back, and what we
could do next to keep from being lonesome. Then I
espied on the upper shelf the cream-colored sugar bowl,
with the old-fashioned red roses and black foliage on
its cover and sides. Grandma had occasionally given
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