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Meantime Jerusalem Crickets, escaped from Billy’s arm and eye, was sneaking about for prey; and a clinking sound from the pantry warned them that she had found it. “A new kind of hen,” retorted Moses. ‘The antlered monarch of the waste.
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Molly enjoyed the attentions of Betty and contentedly chewed her cud. Whenever Betty leaned forward to caress the camel, Molly rolled out some square inches of tongue and licked the glowing cheek of her little mistress. An altogether adorable if somewhat familiar camel was the old black cow. “Are you as old as us? We’re seven,” Vilette said a bit loftily, as she discovered herself taller than May Nell. “Don’t Betty look jist too sweet,” she murmured when she had finally located the child, “Her hair looks as ef she had got tangled up in the milky way an’ there was nothin’ on it but star-dust.” “Jiminy whiz! Your royal splendor dazzles me!” Billy chaffed..
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