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“But where does our fun come in? Girls don’t build railroads,” Bess complained. “It’s a hurry-up order for more,” Billy amended. In the Crump household, Clarence stood for all that was brilliant and intellectual, while Isobel stood for all that was fairy-like and charming. Moses felt himself a cipher, of no account whatever, in this wonderful home. He would need an extra administration of sympathy from Betty on his return. He thought at that moment very tenderly of the great brown eyes that “looked like they loved everybody.”.
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“Good-by Dad and Mar and Mosey,” called Betty as she sped down the path toward the school-house. “Hooray, Billy! Thirteen to-morrow! But this is the day we celebrate!” The sun shone brightly and the atmosphere had that brilliant clarity, peculiar to the prairie. Several chattering magpies strutted on the grassplot between the house and the barn. Betty ran around to the further side of the house where lay the garden. Here Moses and his mother were already hard at work. What matter if the telegraph poles that were to be just twelve feet—that is, twelve inches—fell short or long sometimes..
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