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After the opening exercises of the Sunday-school session, Mrs. Wopp was pained to notice that some of her scholars did not consider attention to the lesson any part of their duty. However, that strict disciplinarian had a vast store of startling reprimands that set all eyes gazing on her sincere countenance. A pretty little figger, “Good dog! I understand you, Bouncer, and I’m not lonesome any more.”.
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The sun rose over the hills and his presence could be ignored no longer. As the Wopp family were driving silently home in the chilly morning, Moses, growing reminiscent, remarked with a yawn: “This here thing looks like a mule with his ribs druv in an’ stan’in’ on his haunches. What d’ye call it?” It was a blessing that even her loyal soul must yield to nature’s balm of passing time; in wholesome companionship and the fragrant warmth of a country spring she somewhat forgot the grief that would otherwise have worn to death her frail little body. “Sure. All the kids. But Clarence especially,—he’s my son, you know.” Billy grinned..
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