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CHAPTER V.—A DANCE IN THE CEDAR HILLS. “No matter, Billy. I think she was sent to us; and we shall find a way. Are the chickens fed?” “That’s good enough for me, then,” he said, sleepily. And no one ever heard him mention again his unexpected addition to the scene..
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“Who wants to drive my trained bear an’ monkey? Only a dime stranger, only a dime!” “Holy Smoke! Be this the River Jording I’ve come ter?” Job’s feathers that to Betty’s eyes had taken on the glory of ostrich plumes, drooped disconsolately, while Moses denounced in fluent language the stupidity of the fowl that had caused the unfortunate episode. He declared loudly that he would like to wring the aggressive portions of those feathered culprits. The group stood for a moment, a miniature Vesuvius erupting lava and ashes, while Moses wrung the offending liquid from Betty’s yellow drape and the magenta antimacassar. His sense of the ludicrous however overcame his wrath, “My Eye Betty!” he cried, “I near kerlapse every time I draw up my curtings on Job.” “Stop and chin with me just a little, won’t you, marmsey?”.
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