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St. Elmo’s face brightened with intelligence. He broke into the story to give a graphic account of how a little yellow chicken of his sister’s had got “dwownded” in the pig-trough. “The fairies might git cross,” countered Betty. Moses stared, wondering at this unusual compliment..
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“Never mind, son; we expected to take some one.” “Oh, Mr. Sheriff, you won’t send me off now, will you, when the business is just beginning?” “They’ll have to be done before vacation or not at all,” he answered, so seriously that May Nell wondered a little; wondered still more as the moments passed and the dark room grew very quiet. She did not know what purpose was growing in Billy’s mind, a purpose that largely concerned herself. “Singe my hair ef I do, let’s hev some more doin’s,” rebelled Moses..
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