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“Fer the love o’ Mike, kid, how did you git here?” said Moses, rousing the small sleeper. “Gosh, but yer face needs warshin’.” “That’s Flash; he always works for his breakfast,” Billy pompously approved. “Are you hurt?” Billy spelled with the hand alphabet every boy and girl knows..
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“I’d love to, Billy,” Mrs. Lancaster whispered; “I’ve never liked being grown up.” The operetta opened with a weird winter scene, when the Sower (Harold) sowed his grain, and the gnomes and elves set upon him; and evoked Storm King (Jimmy), Wind (Bess), and Frost (Jackson). He was the comedy of the little drama; and dressed all in black, covered with silver spangles and diamond dust, he made a joke that the wine-growers appreciated, for it is the black frosts of April they fear. Jean was the Goddess of Liberty; Shifty and another larger boy the steeds that pulled her car. But boys and box wagon were so smothered in bunting that only the Goddess was conspicuous, standing, well-balanced, stately, and fair. “Jiminy crickets! What’s happened, kid?” Billy asked, slowing up beside him..
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