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“Moses! Betty! Time fer school!” called Mrs. Wopp. Betty, satisfied that after Moses’ frenzied ministrations she was quite presentable, hastened into the house. Moses fled into the yard where he became very active splitting wood, his guilty conscience adding efficiency to his arm. “I’ve not been to seek a wife, “Mudgie, Mudgie, come to Elmo.”.
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“They’d look purtier, Glory, ef you’d put more colors in,” commented Mrs. Wopp.I tried logging in using my phone number and I
was supposed to get a verification code text,but didn't
get it. I clicked resend a couple time, tried the "call
me instead" option twice but didn't get a call
either. the trouble shooting had no info on if the call
me instead fails.There was
“Well, Moses,” queried his genial host at the supper table, “did the skating go pretty good to-day?”
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The child reared without pets was delighted with the animal life about her; the cats, old Bouncer, the white chickens, and pigeons cooing in the loft. “She’d like fust-rate to come, but Glory be! She’d want ter fetch her pet turkey and Jethro.” “I don’t give two whoops ef he does,” Betty was bubbling with suppressed mirth. The work went on, each length at the first possible opportunity resuming its state of strict neutrality and refusing to be drawn into negotiations..
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