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“Yes, yes; take us to the park, papa,” piped one half of the Siamese Twins. “Oh, no; there aren’t any. Billy says so, and he knows. He knows, too, that there are other people here beside the Italians.” The solid rock of the mountain had been cut away from the rear of the house to form a natural, paved court. At the top was a small chicken coop, its wall flush with the wall of rock; and near it grew an oak sapling not larger than Billy’s arm. “Holy Smoke! Be this the River Jording I’ve come ter?”.