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In this mood he turned into the main road and came upon Jackson limping, bloody, and crying. “Well, Moses,” queried his genial host at the supper table, “did the skating go pretty good to-day?” “Warsh yer ban’s, Mosey, an’ Par, an’ come on, Mar, here’s yer tea an’ crackers. Wisht I hed a piece of jelly-roll.”.
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Job, his ardor undampened by the strangeness of this reception, made haste to follow. “What’s Jeth perched up there fer, Par?” demanded the boy. Nell’s mirth at Betty’s choice of a hymn could be stifled no longer. Howard’s studied aloofness yielded before her laughter and the hand that was not supporting Betty caught and pressed the small dimpled fingers of Nell. ‘—a lodge of ample size,’.
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