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“His tail’s druv in too far fer to waggle much though,” returned Moses eyeing the diminutive stump. “You have, you have, dear baby! I’ll be your mother, and you can call me ‘mamma’ as Billy does.” For I’m a young thing and cannot leave my mother.”.
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“Isobel, play one of your pieces, let’s see how your recital helped you to-day.” Mrs. Bennett hugged her closer and patted her cheek softly, but let the passion of tears spend itself a little before trying the comfort of words. Then she questioned of the child’s parents, her past life, and the events just preceding the catastrophe in San Francisco, that she herself might better understand how to shield and make happy the little waif that a terrible, heaving earth had cast into her home, her arms. In his anticipation of the Sunday afternoon treat in store for him, Moses dreamed all that night of little dark-skinned men running round after him with bowls of rice and jabbing him with chop-sticks. “Warsh yer ban’s, Mosey, an’ Par, an’ come on, Mar, here’s yer tea an’ crackers. Wisht I hed a piece of jelly-roll.”.
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