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“Go and bring him now, so you can renovate his appearance before supper,” directed the mother.,“Now hold his head between your hands and tell him not to touch me.”,“Billy, my little, little boy!” She lifted the tousled head and pressed her cheek close against his.,“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.”,CHAPTER XVII.—A SAMPLE OF EBENEZER WOPP’S IRE.,“Just to think I’ve got to heat up more water and fill this tank again for a good-for-nothing urchin like you! Begorra! It’s worth it though to see you get a good ducking!”,Although the temptation to reckless haste was great, Betty resisted it. It was not long, however, before a pile of shining blue willow-ware was restored to its accustomed place on the oil-cloth-covered pantry shelves, and Betty, seizing her sunbonnet, hurried out of doors.,“Mannel Rodd, did you ever ketch a fish?”,“Gee whack! That’s the hardest work of all,” Billy complimented.,As the children left the school-house, Betty was met by Job. He appeared to be headed for a point at an angle of about forty-five degrees from his mistress, but it was only his corner-wise way of walking, caused by his defective eye. Notwithstanding his seemingly erratic course he reached Betty’s side and thrust his head into the pocket of her small pinafore. He found there what put him into high good humor. Gaily he strutted after his little mistress. Bringing up the rear came Moses shuffling along, accompanied by Jethro. He took from his pocket a huge bun.,“How much will you pay fer them fer my missionary box?” bargained the child. “Will four shinin’ new quarters do?”,Mrs. Wopp’s eagle eye, again rested on the lowering face of her offspring..