Unmarked6698
- Flag inappropriate
- Show review history
The door opened and Betty, who had stayed in school to clean the blackboard for “teacher,” appeared. She came in bringing with her the very essence of outdoor freshness and buoyancy. “And just worships you. Is your lawn mowed?” At this moment a wild whoop was heard, and through the open door Moses could be seen dashing out of the corral gate on his cow-pony..
453 people found this
review helpful
kez_ h (Kez_h)
- Flag inappropriate
- Show review history
⏰ Don't Miss Out on Today's Special Offer Start Playing and Winning Big!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
⚡ Act Now! Limited Time Offer Sign up today and seize your bonus!
658 people found this
review helpful
Conrad
The loft in the barn had been swept and garnished by Mr. Wopp for Betty’s moving picture show, and thither, after the preliminary how-d’you-do’s were over, she led her eager audience. Her head was held at the exact angle for ascending the ladder to perform the imposing duties of moving picture operator, and her foot was on the first rung when she suddenly thought of the collection box for the carrots the children were carrying. “Wait, Billy! You are hurt, badly. Let me see.” She put out a detaining hand. “Gosh! Wisht Betty was here right this minute. Mebbe I’m dyin’. Hope nobody starts twangin’ a harp. My nose is worser’n ever!” She turned back and rode up by his side. “Why shouldn’t a girl ride as fast as a boy?” She had a bright, frank face, and her brown eyes were as honest as they were beautiful..
298 people found this
review helpful