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Vigorously cleaning up the still bewildered victim, Mrs. Wopp hurled fresh orders. For a moment Betty stood in an attitude of dejection, but suddenly her face brightened. The muscles at the corners of her mouth stiffened, her little pointed chin was thrust forward ever so slightly and a look came into her brown eyes which said plainly, “Never you mind, Moses Wopp, I’ll get money and more than two bits for my missionary box.” “What does that mean?” queried Moses..
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“First they feed the cow a barrel of sugar, then they freeze her, after that milk her; and there you have your ice cream.” “Jist hold on there, Mose, we wanter play a game of checkers on yer pants.” At this jibe Moses turned and held up a clenched fist as warning of a potential thrashing which the boys knew would never materialize. Moses was slow to active wrath. “But, Mose, you shorely didn’t fergit a sorft answer turneth away wrarth?” “Shame on you Moses, rampagin’ an’ bellerin’ there like a gang of coyotes,” remonstrated his mother..
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