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“Then you don’t love yer li’l sister ef you don’t want her to look like you.” Betty almost wept. “All ready?” cried Captain Billy. “Are you ready, Ladybird?” He swung his book-strap in greeting to his mother while rolling more slowly up the rose-bordered path to the veranda. He thought his mother’s face looked tired; but the smile there welcomed him warmly, and he forgot the tired look with her first words..
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They were a happy lot. Each held some high-sounding position, the name coined in Billy’s busy brain. His box of abused tools came forth; the much mended wheelbarrow, picks, shovels wobbly from use as well as abuse, improvised things that only an imagination as large as Billy’s could have named tools,—something for each one there. “Good dog! I understand you, Bouncer, and I’m not lonesome any more.” The first act of the unwilling recruit was to bring into the house a coal-scuttle and large shovel, clanking them ominously as he walked. “We came—we came to bring these,” one ventured timidly, and lifted one end of the basket they carried between them..
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