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“Suppose you go down to the creek,” she replied with a peculiar smile. “May Nell and the twins went there some time ago. Harold, too.” Another time he would have gone quickly enough, for he liked work as little as the average boy, often shirked it; though when he forgot himself in his task, the joy of doing it well held him to it. But May Nell’s coming and the added expense still troubled him; and it was a resolute face he turned to his mother. “No, mamma, you shan’t get down on your marrow bones to these old floors. It’s only me that needs to go on the knees, you know.” His eyes twinkled. “Billy,” she called..
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May Nell looked at him a minute before speaking. “You like doing things, but you don’t like work. Isn’t work doing things?” “I hope when you are growed up, my dear, you will never dance them waltzes an’ two-steps. The good Lord carnt love them as does sich things.” “Come, Betty Girl,” said Moses, “Mar wants you to go to bed.” The bottle went crash, and a furious yell informed the neighborhood that the Gang was “up to some new deviltry.”.
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