“Yes; but I’m afraid my papa’s dead, he’s been gone so long.” How she hated that word “kid.”,
They all went off, a merry, noisy troop. And the disappearing sun was the last to say to Billy “Good-night.”,
“Jist as soon’s you finish yer dinner an’ yer noon chores, Moses, I want you to go weed them beets,” instructed Mrs. Wopp. “The weeds is chokin’ them out an’ I see the gophers has been eatin’ some o’ them, too.”.
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