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“You look orful, jist like you was growin’ a pair of speckled toothbrushes. What ’ll Mar say? You carn’t go to school like that.” “Come here Betty, till I clean yer face. Where is that boy Moses? I know he had a hand in this. Drat him anyhow,” said the incensed Mrs. Wopp. In the middle of this trying work, Moses remembered he had glimpsed a large tempting piece of jelly-roll on the pantry shelf. As soon as an opportune moment arrived he slipped, unnoticed as he thought, into the pantry and immediately life took on a new and brighter interest..
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“If you wish to do so.”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
Directly the invalid’s querulous demand for the rancher was made, Moses started off to fetch him.
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“Here Mosey,” said Betty, “is a tin crown. You can fasten it on with this wire. See?” “So long as it isn’t you, Ladybird, it’s all right,” Billy consoled; “we can make more boats.” To stay the cloud that began to gather over Moses’ brow, Howard suggested going to see a vaudeville show. This was a poser for Mrs. Wopp, who was obliged to admit that her knowledge of biblical genealogy did not embrace the immediate relatives of Jonah..
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