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This time Moses was more successful. Comforted, he felt he could enjoy a few morsels himself. Calling the contrite Jethro, who, after extricating himself from the ruins he had made, had retired under a bench, the boy made his way to a remote corner. Here no parental admonitions would disturb him. He surveyed with pleased expectancy an enormous triangle of pie, a huge slab of gingerbread, a monument of glistening iced cake, half a dozen tarts, and a few other trifles he had brought with him. That was not difficult, for the soft silk slipped into a knot as strong as if tied in hemp. “Here, let me do that,” Harold commanded; “you go and do the rest of your work. We won’t get to play in all day. The Gang coming?”.
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“No, no, the Fo’castle! I—Here they come!” Billy set down some cups with dangerous haste and ran out. CHAPTER VII.—THE LITTLE CHURCH IN THE COULEE. “My boy, you have done a wonderful thing!” he said when Billy had finished. “You must come with me and tell your story again. If it comes out as I think, you’ll earn at least a thousand dollars.” The boy was very still for a little, but burst out presently: “I’m going to work, mother; as soon as school closes I’ll start.”.
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