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“Not yet, but they must all go to-night.”,“A perfectly gorgeous occasion,” Bess supplemented.,It was Saturday afternoon on a busy street in the city. Moses Wopp and Clarence Crump, at whose home the former was spending the week end, were on their way to the skating-rink. If they had wanted to skate there, the streets would have accommodated them with a sufficiently smooth surface, as an early frost had rimed the pavement.,Moses, once seated, speedily overtook the other members of the family. Betty looked at him gravely and remarked, “Moses says nothin’ buts eats purty steady on.”,“Jeth could whip your ole mongrel; but I don’t warnt him bit up,” called Moses over his shoulder as he walked away. To this taunt Clarence replied only with a hideous grimace.,“Poor little chaps! They’ve been talking circus for a month.”,Mrs. Mifsud threw up her hands in dismay.,“O Billy!” Jean gasped, fear for the little, delicate girl in that eery place lending sympathy to her voice.,They turned into the town’s finest hotel, just opened.,“Moses,” she directed, “git an empty apple-box fer the burnt orfferin’s.”,As the evening wore on Mrs. Wopp, Mrs. Stephens and a few other ladies adjourned to a box stall where the refreshments were stored. Pleased with the prospect of dispensing lavish hospitality from the combined larders of the neighborhood, Mrs. Wopp’s face radiated cheerfulness.,“Yes, right now.” He stepped nearer, and Bouncer growled and bristled..