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“Aw Mosey,” cried Betty, “give it to him in two pieces an’ make him twict as happy.” “Now Moses,” she called at the end of the third verse, “git the water for the rinsin’.” The clanking lessened and slowly died down to a complaining rumble. It might have been some monster suffering from indigestion. “To be shore you kin,” was the reply, “but don’t hurry too much an’ smarsh the crockery.”.
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Presently the little Chinese boy returned, his grin resumed, and a large basket on his arm. “I sorter hoped Moses’d take arter Uncle Josh, too,” she said, regretfully. “Kettle’s a-bilin’, Glory Girl, an’ Par an’ Mose’d like a cup of tea; but ’fore you leave the organ, play ‘Greenland Icy Mountains,’ it’s been runnin’ in my head orl day.” Moses returned to work with jelly and soot mingling in a purple streak on cheek and chin..
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