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They Laughed When Widow Nora Prescott Claimed a Flooded Dry Wash No Settler Wanted—Then the Spring Water Receded, Leaving Her Enough Timber, Clay, and Building Material to Supply Half the County, and the Same Men Who Called Her Foolish Began Arriving at Her Door With Their Hats in Their Hands
Nora opened Thomas’s ledger and wrote Solomon Hatch’s order beneath the year’s flood inventory. Three hundred bricks. It was the largest single order she had...
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