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Gee! It was a scaly trick for a little girl, he thought; and felt sick. Would the plank bend too much? Slip? She was such a little thing—if only she could be a truly fairy for a minute!,Vina was no exception. Ball games, church collections, children’s mite societies, girls sewing, boys running errands, each and all helped with the relief work.,“When Joner got to Jopper, bein’ an honest man, he paid his fare.”,“A perfectly gorgeous occasion,” Bess supplemented.,For two days the aromas from the kitchen had been such as to dispel the gloom from Moses’ countenance, and hope and anticipation blended on his youthful visage.,The child obeyed, but her fingers trembled; and Bouncer whined and licked her hand.,CHAPTER VII.—THE LITTLE CHURCH IN THE COULEE.,“I am given to understand by the best fashion-plates, Mrs. Wopp, that the garment you term an ‘underwaist’ is now designated a casserole.”,“Isobel, play one of your pieces, let’s see how your recital helped you to-day.”,“Git in there, an’ no nonsense,” ordered Moses, who was chafing at the delay.,CHAPTER VIII.—BETTY VISITS THE CITY OF HER DREAMS.,“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.”.