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“No, no, the Fo’castle! I—Here they come!” Billy set down some cups with dangerous haste and ran out.,‘Fix me the apple on his head’.”,“Only little girls see fairies ever,” was the reply.,“Wisht that orful pitcher ’d fall inter the swill-pail an’ then turn a somerset in the soot-pile,” murmured the boy as he noticed the care exercised over its safety.,“Before vacation? Why, they’ll be just the things to do in vacation.”,“Can you forgive me, Nell? This guiding star of Moses is our guiding star, too.” After a moment Howard continued, “I wish we could transplant this morning-glory into our garden, don’t you?”,“What! Bread jist outer the oving! There aint a sinner this minute but what begun his vile career on a slice of fresh bread. Indisgestion shore fills jails an’ ’sylums more nor drink. You carn’t hev one slice till to-morrcr.”,“Oh, Miss Gordon, here’s my name,” announced Betty, excitedly, pointing to a central part of the quilt. “An’ here’s yours right clost to it.”,Moses suspended operations on the woodpile and leaned against it. “Huh,” he grunted with masculine superiority, “all girls think of is looks. Some of them sorft lookin’ teachers is the wust when it comes to lickin’ the kids. You can’t jedge a hoss by his hide.”,The best of all was a letter from Jimmy, scrawled with his left hand.,“Rather like a dear little girl, that so will find her mother,” Mrs. Bennett reassured.,She smiled faintly. “Then my feelings must be bloodthirsty, Billy. How dreadful!”.