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“This,” said Betty, showing the picture of a robin, “is a wormivorious bird.” Henry, the rooster, from his vantage point on a beam crowed lustily, but Betty ignored his remark. Supper over and dishes hurried out of sight, the floor was once more cleared and the real business of the evening was resumed. When brother and sister left her, strange thoughts flitted through her head. She heard Mrs. Bennett beating eggs in the kitchen; saw the logs Billy had piled in the wood-box. On the wall above the piano hung Edith’s schedule—time table, Billy called it. May Nell had already studied it, had seen the fifty or more lessons set for each week; and needlework on the music table, and books there the child had discovered were for music study,—these told her what a busy woman Billy’s sister must be..
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“Here, slow-pokes, drop yer carrots in this here bin.” He indicated an empty oat-bin. Let us find our sweetest comfort “Well, why don’t you go along, Mrs. Lancaster? Don’t prize babies have attendants?” “Oh Mar,” asked Moses as they passed a brilliantly colored and illuminated poster, “Is them the actor people?”.
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