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“Why, Betty?”,“Perhaps this is Nancy’s way of playing,” he thought.,“You’ll have to break the record if you get here before noon.”,“Moses,” she directed, “git an empty apple-box fer the burnt orfferin’s.”,“You have, you have, dear baby! I’ll be your mother, and you can call me ‘mamma’ as Billy does.”,“Can he mean ‘prodigy,’ do you think, May Nell?” Edith’s eyes were mischievous.,Moses sat down to the task; but fearing his education was being interfered with, looked up from time to time and added a hoarse phrase to the general tumult. He caught Betty’s eye and significantly squinted his own right optic to remind her of Job, whereon Betty’s voice trailed off into a half-suppressed chuckle.,“Gee! Did you hear it splash?” screamed Moses.,Saw when you work in the back woodshed.”,Mrs. Wopp was too busy to eat breakfast in the orthodox fashion. She could be heard in the kitchen preparing for the trying ordeal of wash-day. Out in the yard the head of the house was busy feeding the fowl.,The band struck up and, intoxicated with the rhythm of the music, Moses skated as he had never done before. At first an object of amusement to the city boys he became the centre of an admiring throng. His spirals and figure eight’s were such as to call forth envious remarks. Even Clarence Egerton Crump thawed and admitted to several school mates that Moses Wopp was a pretty solid pal, only a bit gawky in his get-up.,With a patient hand removin’.