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"It sure is heavy," agreed Billy. "I saw another sure sign over there in the ponds that says it's goin' to be a hard winter, one I've never knowed to fail. It was the mushrat houses. The rats are throwin' 'em up mighty big an' thick." "Nuthin's goin' to happen to me, Ma," Billy assured her. "I'm feelin' bully. Don't you worry none." "Go an' tell Croaker an' Ringdo the whole business, an' let that crow an' swamp-coon 'tend to you.".
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"It's the left hind foot of a grave-yard rabbit," said Billy, proudly exhibiting the charm. Billy watched the old man move down the path, the wild strains of the Irish tune he was playing falling on his ears long after the player had been swallowed up in the golden haze. Then he too passed on, bay Thomas walking sedately behind. As he rounded a bend he met Maurice Keeler and Jim Scroggie, heads close together and speaking animatedly. "Oh, I must say that Willium does do somethin' worth while, once in a long while," returned her neighbor, grudgingly. "But Anson, now—" He led the way to the house, Maurice following meekly with the market-basket, eyes running tears and throat burning..
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