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“Yes. And the fire worse. Why can’t you have a refugee?” “Arsk a dorg with a tin pail tied to his ear to smile at yer,” returned Moses, sourly. “By heck!” he thundered..
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“Now Moses,” announced his mother, “Jist for a change an’ rest like, turn this here separator.” “I’m going to work as soon ’s school’s out; it’s for you and May Nell, too, you know.” “O Billy,” his mother laughed, “you need not decide to-night. Besides, it was all Bess’s nonsense. I can’t quite imagine my heedless boy in a pulpit.” Moses adored his little foster-sister when she was well; but sick, his adoration turned to blind worship. For several days Betty had been ill. Moses’ religion, bottled up during care-free days, burst forth in foam of intercession for Betty’s return to health..
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