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“Smile, Moses, dern yer empty corn-cob face! Smile!” shouted one. CHAPTER XIV IN THE HAUNTED HOUSE And if the girls don’t love me now.
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AFTER the disaster of the Fair Ellen, Billy promised his mother to bar explosives from his play, a promise made readily, for “Betsey has been giving it to me good an’ plenty for leaving that door open,” he explained to her. Thus the Alaska trade which the boys intended the Fair Ellen to wrest from Seattle, thereby transferring some of her prosperity to California’s stricken seaport, remained with the northern metropolis; and they sought other outlet for their energies. “You hitch Jethro to yer ole ’xpress waggon, ’n I’ll hitch Job to a prune-box with spool-wheels,” suggested Betty. “Sometimes yes an’ orftener no. I’d hate to leave Betty an’ the pinto.” “Ugh! Confound their impudence, I’ll make them listen yet to something else than rag.”.
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