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“Surely Billy has earned it, Mrs. Bennett,” Mr. Smith urged. “We shorely are glad to hev a teacher at larst,” re-asserted the bustling lady of the house, as she passed a cup of creamy tea to her new boarder. “Did you hear what happened to our larst teacher, Miss Gordon?” Here the good lady heaved a deep sigh. “The pore man hed a tryin’ time with some big boys named Bullock who started in to school larst fall arter workin’ all summer. The teacher used to spend his evenin’s to Bullock’s bunkhouse, playin’ black-jack with ole man Bullock.” But another and unexpected crash followed, and a shower of burning oil shot up and caught May Nell’s flimsy paper frock..
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“Why doesn’t your mama have a man to take care of the grounds?” she questioned after she had told him something of her parents and home. Late that night when Billy’s mother followed him to the Fo’castle, he asked, “Are you pleased with it, little mother?” “Doh, re, mi, fah, soh, la, ti, doh,” sang the children in faint uncertain tones. “Not till evening; but there’s the lawn.”.
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