“Kettle’s a-bilin’, Glory Girl, an’ Par an’ Mose’d like a cup of tea; but ’fore you leave the organ, play ‘Greenland Icy Mountains,’ it’s been runnin’ in my head orl day.”,
“Oh, oh! It ran—across my—foot!” she gasped, and fell over.,
The chinking began in earnest. Moses stood, turning till each freckle on his ruddy face shone with honest sweat..
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