“Wartch yer team Moses,” commanded Mrs. Wopp from the back seat of the democrat.,
She glanced down the road, and swiftly around. Not a soul in sight. Obedience was inevitable.,
All went well for some blocks. There was a flattering audience at each front door; a few honored the pageant by following. These were mostly mothers of the younger children, who knew the possibilities of such an aggregation of animals and boys..
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