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“How in the name of orl the aporstles did that hen git in there?” questioned Mrs. Wopp. In the middle of this trying work, Moses remembered he had glimpsed a large tempting piece of jelly-roll on the pantry shelf. As soon as an opportune moment arrived he slipped, unnoticed as he thought, into the pantry and immediately life took on a new and brighter interest. “A girl under foot all the time,” Shifty complained. He had no sister..
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“Sure. All the kids. But Clarence especially,—he’s my son, you know.” Billy grinned.I tried logging in using my phone number and I
was supposed to get a verification code text,but didn't
get it. I clicked resend a couple time, tried the "call
me instead" option twice but didn't get a call
either. the trouble shooting had no info on if the call
me instead fails.There was
Moses was not easily satisfied. His attitude was always that of one who has dined on an undersized shrimp while expecting a ten-course banquet.
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“I hate to have you stay without Jean,” Billy objected. “Moses, yer as useless as the hole in a doughnut; here quick gimme yer handkerchief till I mop up yer Par.” “Aw Mosey,” cried Betty, “give it to him in two pieces an’ make him twict as happy.” “It’s time Billy was at home,” he heard his mother say as he opened her room door; and he stumbled on more hurriedly, across the bridge—at last, the Fo’castle!.
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