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“What’s the trouble, dear? What were you afraid of?” she enquired, as she raised him to his feet. “Mother,” he resumed, “I know I must freeze to some sort of business, and that mighty soon, too. But a preacher—why, he can’t be like anybody. He never has any fun.” “That’s good news. Run ahead, boy, and show us the way. Fly, fly!”.
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“To the park!” Billy shouted, his heart thumping with joy. “But the Lord hed his eye on Joner an’ put an orful wind on the sea.” “The p’licemen do hev a fine look,” agreed Mrs. Wopp. “Fine feathers causes fine birds. Sometimes when the feathers is taken orff there aint nothin’ much left. That Plymouth Rock hen I plucked yesterday looked good walkin’ round the yard, but, Lan’ Sakes! when I’d plucked her she was nothin’ but skin an’ bones.” The good lady had no desire to underrate that useful body of men, the guardians of the law, but she considered it wise to exercise a constantly restraining influence on the vanities of youth. “Mith Wopp, had Jonah any little girlth or boyth at home?”.
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