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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Look over there, Tonto, outlaws. Let’s get ‘em! exclaimed Mark, and off we’d go down the row of apple trees on our trusty steeds (stick horses) to capture and arrest the bad guys. Northwestern Indiana is mostly flat, open pastures or crops. It was expansive and a little intimidating, especially when a breeze was blowing. Mark would shout, Hi-o Silver! as we galloped across the pasture. He, of course, was the Lone Ranger and I was Tonto. His imagination knew no bounds. There was never a boring day with Markie around.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Look over there, Tonto, outlaws. Let’s get ‘em! exclaimed Mark, and off we’d go down the row of apple trees on our trusty steeds (stick horses) to capture and arrest the bad guys. Northwestern Indiana is mostly flat, open pastures or crops. It was expansive and a little intimidating, especially when a breeze was blowing. Mark would shout, Hi-o Silver! as we galloped across the pasture. He, of course, was the Lone Ranger and I was Tonto. His imagination knew no bounds. There was never a boring day with Markie around.