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“Wartch yer team Moses,” commanded Mrs. Wopp from the back seat of the democrat. The man gave him an affectionate slap. “Go, then. You’re a right game kid, sure.” All went well for some blocks. There was a flattering audience at each front door; a few honored the pageant by following. These were mostly mothers of the younger children, who knew the possibilities of such an aggregation of animals and boys..
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At this mendacious statement Mrs. Wopp turned on her offspring a withering glance. “Why, they know what you say—mind!” May Nell exclaimed, admiringly. “Whoa, Josh! Whoa, Jake!” he roared, apparently exerting himself to the utmost to hold in the skittish pair, but in reality giving a few practised touches on the reins which defeated his commands. “Yes, Captain,” she answered, her eyes aglow while she smoothed refractory frills. She wore a wonderful trailing robe of tissue paper, “ruffled to the guards,” Billy said. On her head was a towering cap of the same; and a light wind bellied out her wide angel sleeves like sails before a spanking breeze..
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