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“Why not, I’d like to know? Isn’t this my shack? And shall I let a kid burn up?” “Doh, re, mi, fah, soh, la, ti, doh,” sang the children in faint uncertain tones. On the morrow, before returning home, he made several purchases with the money his mother had slipped into his hand as she whispered, “Hev a good time, Mosey, but don’t fergit to say yer prayers reglar.”.
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"O Death! thou strange, mysterious power, seen every day yet never understood but by the incommunicative dead, what art thou?"I tried logging in using my phone number and I
was supposed to get a verification code text,but didn't
get it. I clicked resend a couple time, tried the "call
me instead" option twice but didn't get a call
either. the trouble shooting had no info on if the call
me instead fails.There was
"Who?" "What?" say Mona and Dorothy, in one breath.
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“You’re George Rideout Smith’s kid, ain’t you?” “Here Mosey,” said Betty, “is a tin crown. You can fasten it on with this wire. See?” “Now you’re Fair Ellen and I’m defending you at Goblin Cave!” He thrust her behind him, held her tight with one arm, while he flourished the carving knife and called on Clan Alpine’s foes to appear. They fired up. An ominous sizz and clatter began. Five pairs of hands shoved the smart boat into the water at May Nell’s feet. The children shouted. The dog barked and the chickens cackled. And above all the din May Nell’s sweet voice rang out, “I christen thee, O wondrous vessel, The Fair Ellen.” She improvised hastily; for no one had thought to prepare a speech for the occasion..
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