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And the shouts that greeted this fiat shook the old barn and made the hens in the hay cackle with fright. “I’m chored from mornin’ till night, an’ arfter I go to sleep I do some more chorin’ jist to keep my hand in.” Moses was in a distinctly peevish mood. He held out his hand, but the little girl put hers behind her. “I’ll come by myself,” she said with dignity. Whatever happened that dreadful man should not touch her..
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“Hurry up, Moses,” she called, as soon as her joy had subsided, “git those pipes finished an’ go arfter yor chores.” “They’d look purtier, Glory, ef you’d put more colors in,” commented Mrs. Wopp. Moses, hot-headed youth, squandered another coin for the thrilling experience of tearing over the bare earth holding in Jethro by the reins, and using words of sinister meaning to the unwieldy monster. The monkey swayed painfully from the back of the excited Jethro. “Moses stan’s on his head so’s his brains’ll filter back into place,” teased Mrs. Wopp..
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