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“He’s been pushin’ up the daisies fer thirty years, I ain’t goin’ to warble to please no tombstun.” Moses swung a ponderous foot to give emphasis to his decision. “Naw,” answered the boy, “What’d Mar say? she’d put a tin ear on me.” Mrs. Wopp was floored. She rapidly reflected that that which Mrs. Mifsud had heard might have been anything from the “buzzin’ of a skeeter to the tootin’ of an autermobyle.”.
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As Isobel seated herself on the piano-stool in compliance with her father’s wishes, her white-flounced dress billowed up around her, reminding Moses, even in his chaotic state of mind, of the delicious creamy meringue on a lemon pie. “To be shore you kin,” was the reply, “but don’t hurry too much an’ smarsh the crockery.” “Billy Boy, it’s fine! It’s splendid! But it’s so big I’m afraid Buzz will be scared.” Presently the little Chinese boy returned, his grin resumed, and a large basket on his arm..
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