“Here, Mose, hoi’ this here jint while I fit the next one inter it.” A tongue-twisting silence ensued.
Midnight Marauders, Her birthday would fall on the last Saturday in September and she was sure to be allowed a party. Each guest could be secretly advised to bring as many carrots as could be conveniently carried to gain entrance to “The greatest movin’ picter gallery in the world, where fairies an’ birds an’ flowers would act an’ tarlk.” The carrots so obtained could be auctioned off to the adults present, and Betty felt sure that her mother, seeing her carrots were not a success, would give a high price for the succulent vegetables. A discreet hint must also be thrown out that anyone not so fortunate as to be the possessor of a spare carrot could bring silver.
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Midnight Marauders “Well, Moses,” queried his genial host at the supper table, “did the skating go pretty good to-day?”.
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