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“It’s my doin’s, Mar,” said Betty, “I made it orl up outer my head.”,What he saw there lent wings to his feet.,“Papa went away to South America when I was eight. He told me I must be very wise and help mama to do what was right,—sometimes she does take my advice, you know. I’ve tried to be brave so God would bring her back to me; but my braveness isn’t very strong yet, or I wouldn’t cry so, would I?” she questioned, with a teary little smile.,“Oh, Mr. Sheriff, you won’t send me off now, will you, when the business is just beginning?”,“The prize is equally divided between James Dorr and William Bennett,” the judges announced.,“None of your nonsense,” replied the long-limbed pedestrian, his thankyou’s cut short by Moses’ cheerfulness.,“You romp!” came the disgusted voice once more. “You’d better cut your hair, and your skirts, and be a child again.”,He was soon at the “lodge of ample size” made the week before, not of “strong logs” but of old fence-rails and willow twigs. He wondered if the girls would be able to imagine it a “lodge,” or if May Nell and Jean, who were to come a little later, could fix it according to the poem.,At this mendacious statement Mrs. Wopp turned on her offspring a withering glance.,May Nell sat still and smiled modestly. Billy stared at her, feeling still more foolish over his own mistake.,“This here flower aint a mornin’-glory, but the leaves is mighty like it, an’ the flowers is jist as purty.” Moses explained.,“‘One burnished sheet of living gold,.