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Trusting
Tammy loved horses. Every Sunday afternoon she would ride with her friend Jan in the hills.
Jan had two horses—Buttermilk, a big palomino, and Crackerjack, a pony. Tammy always rode Buttermilk, because Crackerjack wouldn't let anyone ride him but Jan. Most of Jan's friends had been bucked off him at one time or another.
The girls were good riders and often rode bareback. One day, when they were high up in the hills, an airplane flew low overhead, startling Buttermilk. The big horse took off around a corner at a full gallop.
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September 24, 1979 issue
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Good intention or firm resolve?
ELEANOR YOUNG CLAPP
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Man doesn 't react—but reflects
NANCY E. CONWELL
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The only power
BARBARA DIX HENDERSON
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Gaining our at-one-ment with God
JEANNE STEELY LAITNER
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Arguing on the right side
GEOFFREY J. BARRATT
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Inspired leadership
NAOMI PRICE
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Trusting
Deborah Hand
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My mother and grandmother found Christian Science...
NELL TEAGUE with contributions from RALPH TEAGUE
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I did not learn of Christian Science until I was a young woman...
CECILE L. IGOU with contributions from GERTRUDE L. WILLIAMS
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One day I was helping my mother in the kitchen, and as I...
SARA CONNER COGDAL with contributions from SHIRLEY C. COGDAL
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While I was growing up, I dearly loved the spiritual truths...
RUTH S. WHITLING