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“Must of warlked in when I left a jint outside fer a minute. She shore is a dark complected bird now.” As Moses spoke he stretched out his arm for the sooty Tillie, but with an indignant cackle the hen tore through the dining-room into the kitchen with Moses and Betty in hot pursuit.,“No, we won’t!” came a dozen voices.,“Measles,” Mrs. Bennett pronounced; and though it was a light case, and in a day or so Billy felt as well as ever except his eyes, they were sentenced to a dark room.,“There isn’t any Maskey’s any more,” May Nell mourned; “just ashes and old irons where used to be such oceans of goodies in such beautiful boxes and dishes.”,To stay the cloud that began to gather over Moses’ brow, Howard suggested going to see a vaudeville show.,“And Jean and Jimmy, too.”,“Where are you going to take me?” she asked, trying to equal his long stride.,Betty winced slightly as the chilly weapon touched her face, but recollecting the importance of the issue at stake she submitted tamely to be shorn. In a few moments Moses stepped back to contemplate the result of his drastic work. There was no denying that it had totally changed his little sister’s appearance. A queer expression on Moses’ face made Betty enquire anxiously, “What is it? Don’t I look orlright Moses?”,“Well, the lack of Buzz shall not damage your show; I’ll go,” Mrs. Lancaster yielded.,CHAPTER XIX.—BETTY’S ILLNESS.,“You young Hottentots, wot youse been up to?” All too soon Moses’ prophecy proved true.,“Why doesn’t your mama have a man to take care of the grounds?” she questioned after she had told him something of her parents and home..