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St. Elmo hung back, electing to stay with the hero who had rescued him from the dangers of the wood. “Sure. All the kids. But Clarence especially,—he’s my son, you know.” Billy grinned. So close was the affiliation between Betty and Moses that exactly three-quarters of an hour after her departure with Miss Gordon for Calgary the impetuous youth was at the rancher’s home trying to inveigle him into a conspiracy to follow the holiday-makers to that city of dazzling attractions..
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“Glory must git better, nothin’s no fun no more,” blurted Moses. Howard rode his chestnut saddle-horse “The Kid,” while Nell had “Ladybird.” Moses was not so pious by nature as his mother, and he had flatly refused to have his pinto’s disposition spoiled by giving her such a name as “Hephzibah” his mother’s choice. It was too bad! There could be no show in the barn. But the band was still lusty, the trick ponies remained, the boys and girls were eager to talk it over, and—the procession had been a success! “Sometimes yes an’ orftener no. I’d hate to leave Betty an’ the pinto.”.
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