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“Aw Mosey,” cried Betty, “give it to him in two pieces an’ make him twict as happy.” “Here, slow-pokes, drop yer carrots in this here bin.” He indicated an empty oat-bin. “Come home to dinner with me, Mr. Zalhambra, you’ll p’raps find some folks there that will appreciate the dope you hand out.”.
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“O Billy!” Jean gasped, fear for the little, delicate girl in that eery place lending sympathy to her voice. But not that night nor for days after did Billy look at his books. The second morning the fever was still present, and he told his mother he was “all over red goose flesh.” “Well, papa did. If he was alive he’d be giving it to me about now, good and plenty.” “I suppose you have a large farm, Mr. Wopp,” said Nell Gordon..
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