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“Anyhow, Mar, that fust punkin pie Par got was a howlin’ success.”,Mrs. Wopp rose from her chair and seating herself on the sofa beside her husband took his thin hand in her substantial one, squeezing it openly.,“You don’t like Sir Thomas because he’s a little indolent.”,It must have been hours past midnight when Billy’s chattering voice startled his mother. She had heard no bell; the boy himself stood by her bedside; she could see him dimly against the window.,Not unwillingly the boy relinquished his task. Weeding after all is thankless work. The weeds will persist in growing in spite of every discouragement.,What really ailed Moses was the prospect of bolstering up the pipes again.,“Jiminy! If they don’t let me work this vacation, I’ll have to run away,” he thought as, through the uncurtained window, he watched the evening star sink below the western hills. While he was wondering if people lived in the star he fell asleep; yet waked later to hear the busy machine.,“Golly! There’s nothing skewgee about that fortune,” Billy commented, encouragingly.,“Your mamma said I was to ask no questions, and I shall obey; but I do wish I knew how I could help you.” She touched the bandage that bound his head. “Does it hurt you awfully much, Billy? I’m so sorry. My eyes ache me, too, for looking at you.”,St. Elmo cast about in his mind for some plausible explanation of his recent panic. It would never do to inform the world that he had been afraid of a mere turkey.,“Please did the lot hurt Joner when it fell?” queried a sober-minded seeker of truth.,“No matter, Billy. I think she was sent to us; and we shall find a way. Are the chickens fed?”.