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“Did you see the fine bin of carrots, Mar?” inquired Betty. Suddenly a light, as a blinding flash of lightning, seemed to reveal to the boy his deficiencies. He stroked into place the strand of red hair that always stood upright on the crown of his head, untwisted his left leg from around his right and otherwise tried to attain the ideal of knightliness which on the moment crystallized in his mind. What really ailed Moses was the prospect of bolstering up the pipes again..
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CHAPTER VIII ON STORMY SEAS Another sound in a somewhat higher key was heard. Moses had simply modulated in his domestic symphony of labor from a major task to a minor one. As a change and refreshing recreation, Moses was allowed to turn the small wheat-mill. Ninety soul-stirring turns it required to empty the hopper once, and he must turn out enough flour for a batch of bread. His youthful soul was in revolt at such servitude. He had no sympathy to squander on the children of Israel in bondage vile. Making bricks for Pharoah was infantile amusement compared to his labor. “Anyhow, Mar, that fust punkin pie Par got was a howlin’ success.” “Please,” answered the discomfited youth, “I aint never seen a ship of no kind.”.
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