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“I want Howard Eliot,” she cried, “he can sing so lovely, an’ I want Miss Gordon, she’s so comfortin’.” But ideas came flooding into Betty’s active mind. The desire to fill her box, augmented by an even greater desire to let Moses see she didn’t need his shekels, sent electrical energy to her brain. Orl the briers from the way..
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Jimmy was the first to stand and cheer. THE day was fine. Billy, not long released from his green shade, wondered if the world was ever so lovely before; the flowers so sweet, the birds so joyous. Could it be only a few short weeks since that gray Sunday? Billy’s confinement had quickened him, introduced him to himself; now he looked on life with wider eyes, with a more understanding heart. “All this turnin’ is good for the liver too you know,” she continued, as her son’s vinegary expression remained unaltered. “Ah Miss Gordon, I see you love the music too,” he murmured in her ear..
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