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“No; I can’t recall what I said.” Outside of the flower garden proper and between it and the vegetables, were several rows of gay sunflowers. Mr. Wopp approved of these mightily, because the seeds were “sich grand feed for the chickings.” Betty looked on these gaudy sentinels with sorrowing pity, because they had not the daintiness of the other flowers. “Miss Gordon here, made me a harnsome lace yoke fer an underwaist, an’ give it to me fer my birthday,” volunteered Mrs. Wopp..
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The whistle shrilled up the narrow valley, echoing back and forth from the steep green hills that bounded it. CHAPTER V THE FAIR ELLEN “Now Moses,” she called at the end of the third verse, “git the water for the rinsin’.” The clanking lessened and slowly died down to a complaining rumble. It might have been some monster suffering from indigestion. “Moses, here with that pie,” called the gratified Mrs. Wopp, “Yer par wants some.”.
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