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After dinner the next day I said good-bye and drove back to Hastings to take the train for Black Hawk. ántonia and her children gathered round my buggy before I started, and even the little ones looked up at me with friendly faces. Leo and Ambrosch ran ahead to open the lane gate. When I reached the bottom of the hill, I glanced back. The group was