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“Did you see the fine bin of carrots, Mar?” inquired Betty. “I like Sunday School best ’cause I do things there.” The door opened on a smiling little face, though she tried to keep in the shadow. Still when Billy kissed his mother good-night, caught his sister in his arms and raced up and down with her, singing extravagantly a snatch from some opera, May Nell hid her face and cried again..
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“Never mind Jobie, we want Jethro to win anyway, don’t we?” said Betty, presenting to the turkey her pocket filled with grain. “But they are dead,” Jimmy protested. Billy heard her, though. “Come on, sister, mamma, too, and see the fun,” he called, not unwillingly, for he was a bit proud of their work now that it was out in the light of day. He had reason; it was really an imposing craft for boys to build from scraps. “Now Mis’ Stephens, call the boys,” requested Mrs. Wopp who was the busiest of the group..
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