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“But the girls and small fry can’t come in on that. Besides, that little city kid’ll be lonesome if I leave her.” As many of the hens and chickens as could be persuaded were ushered into the yard to add to the numerical strength of the menagerie. “Jist hold on there, Mose, we wanter play a game of checkers on yer pants.” At this jibe Moses turned and held up a clenched fist as warning of a potential thrashing which the boys knew would never materialize. Moses was slow to active wrath. “Pull it tighter.”.