“Wisht I hed a chance to holler into one of them brass dinner-horns, too,” he grumbled.,
As the stove door opened for the intrepid Moses, out flew Tillie the white bantam hen now as black as a crow with soot. She fluttered into the face of Moses who was kneeling before the stove.,
WELL, what do you want to play?” Billy asked, after the hubbub had a little subsided..
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