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The Cranstons were traveling with a wagonload of steamer trunks.

Not to mention that every time I imagined pulling the wagonload home, I imagined that hawk picking up the crate and carrying it off.

The factory produced just one wagonload of ammunition before the war ended in May 1945 and the camp was liberated.

One morning Pa went away before daylight with the horses and wagon, and that night he came home with a wagonload of fish.

What I had to do was figure out some way of persuading them to leave me and the wagonload alone.