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“Never mind, Mosey, we’ll tell Miss Gordon. She’ll give them sulphur an’ brimstone to-morrer.” “Do you understand them Betty?” “Betty, play us a toon,” requested Mr. Wopp who was very fond of music..
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Moses’ opinion, repressed, however, in his bursting bosom, was of a like complexion, only much more vivid. He was hesitating between the liquid verge of tears and the lambent verge of profane utterance. “Golly! Wish’t I had time to stay an’ watch. But I won’t, Betsey; I’ll go right now.” “Not unless you wish to so much that you will not do anything else, Billy. The world needs preachers of the right kind sadly; and the right kind take up the calling reverently, though they know it will bring them small worldly return and much toil.” “Are you hungry, Isobel?” questioned her mother..
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