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“No, it isn’t, sister! I’ve thought of a way out. Keep the kids straight here—I’ll be back in a minute.” “Well, Moses,” queried his genial host at the supper table, “did the skating go pretty good to-day?” “Hold your grouch, Sour,” Harold expostulated..
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All went well with the preparation; and on a glorious spring night in the full moon, the town and countryside jammed the Opera House “to its eyebrows,” Billy said, looking through the peephole in the curtain to the high window seats crowded with boys.I tried logging in using my phone number and I
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“I’m going to work as soon ’s school’s out; it’s for you and May Nell, too, you know.”
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“Now, Mosey, you like the new teacher’s well’s I do, else why were you showin’ off before her, ridin’ Ladybird like mad.” “You can search me.” Billy was about to remark further, when a commotion arose among the school children just passing on their way home. Moses sat down to the task; but fearing his education was being interfered with, looked up from time to time and added a hoarse phrase to the general tumult. He caught Betty’s eye and significantly squinted his own right optic to remind her of Job, whereon Betty’s voice trailed off into a half-suppressed chuckle. “That’s Flash; he always works for his breakfast,” Billy pompously approved..
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