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“I see two rigs comin’,” announced Mrs. Wopp, suddenly. From where she sat she could view through the window a considerable portion of the trail. “The men’ll soon orl be here, so s’posin’ we roll up the quilt. Ef everybody’s back’s achin’ like mine they’ll be glad to quit.” “Moses,” she directed, “git an empty apple-box fer the burnt orfferin’s.” The Wopps, father and son, attacked the load of hay with such vigor that it was quickly disposed of. Just as the last forkful was being pitched over the corral fence, the boy looking up saw a vehicle approaching..
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In spite of her smile there was a tinge of gravity in her silent moment of consideration. “Very well, Billy. You know how short Saturday is, and that to-morrow you’ll wish you’d cut the grass to-day. Yet I leave it to you; do as you like.” They looked at her a minute, dropped reluctantly to the floor, and retired. “But I don’t wish May Nell away, mother, do you?” “Good-by Dad and Mar and Mosey,” called Betty as she sped down the path toward the school-house..
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