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“Tell us how you found him, Moses,” requested Nell Gordon, who was always interested in tales of knighthood. Off she darted followed by Howard. The horses swept over the smooth turf in long easy strides, gradually increasing in speed as pinto and chestnut realized that this was a trial of fleetness. It was glorious, but presently Nell, remembering Moses’ parting injunctions in regard to his beloved pinto, pulled up. “Next time, Ladybird, we will win never fear,” she said consolingly, patting the horse’s sleek neck. “So long as it isn’t you, Ladybird, it’s all right,” Billy consoled; “we can make more boats.”.
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“Git in there, an’ no nonsense,” ordered Moses, who was chafing at the delay. Another sound in a somewhat higher key was heard. Moses had simply modulated in his domestic symphony of labor from a major task to a minor one. As a change and refreshing recreation, Moses was allowed to turn the small wheat-mill. Ninety soul-stirring turns it required to empty the hopper once, and he must turn out enough flour for a batch of bread. His youthful soul was in revolt at such servitude. He had no sympathy to squander on the children of Israel in bondage vile. Making bricks for Pharoah was infantile amusement compared to his labor. “I got an orful cold, goin’ in an’ out so orften,” he complained. He winced with pain, reeled, and would have fallen but for the other’s sustaining hand..
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