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Moses was whistling a dismal discordant air in the backyard when the voice of his mother smote his ears. “They smell like the sunbeams was sprinklin’ them with scent,” she declared as she and Moses brought the last basketful into the house. Mrs. Wopp’s nightgown of ample proportions was left out a little longer being still somewhat damp. “When I do my dishes, Mar, can I work in the garding, too?” inquired Betty..
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“Why not arsk Geordie Hodgekiss. He’s sich a grand feller fer helpin’ at dances, an’ his voice ’ud most wake the dead. I feel shore he’d hev the good o’ the quilt at heart.” “She can’t, you know; she and sister have to work hard to make what we spend now. I don’t do half enough myself.” “Gee! Did you hear it splash?” screamed Moses. The light shone through the colored glass window, casting a bluish tinge over the large earnest countenance of the teacher, and a distinct whisper was heard to the effect that “Mrs. Wopp’s face was blue moulderin’.”.
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