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“It certainly is wonderful,” agreed Nell with perfect truth.,CHAPTER VII.—THE LITTLE CHURCH IN THE COULEE.,Picking up a second paper at random, “This is a composition on Alfred the Great,” he explained.,“Ten? You won’t think of playing with us, then. Ma thought you’d be just our age.”,“Mith Wopp, had Jonah any little girlth or boyth at home?”,His fork having safely landed its cargo, Mr. Wopp laid it carefully down and remarking, “I must make a note of that,” he began to inscribe Nell’s diplomatic request. As he leaned over the paper, his head shone like a round china lamp-shade, its shining expanse relieved here and there, by long wisps of grey hair.,Notwithstanding Moses’ endeavors to be attractive, Isobel Crump’s voice, as she addressed her brother’s friend was so frigid that her words penetrated his ear like sharply-pointed icicles.,Many times she had seen Mrs. Bennett transplant the garden flowers, had helped; now she put all her lore to use. Patiently she toiled with brittle sticks and pointed stones till the vine was replanted against the rude walls; emptied the dinner pail and trudged back and forth to the river several times for water, to wet the earth above the roots; and patted it down with muddy little hands.,“How is your Ada since she had the jaundice, Mrs. Stolway?” inquired Airs. Bliggins.,“Now who wants to ride the camel? Who wants to ride the swayin’ tossin’ ship of the desert?” Betty turned to her swarming audience; then to Moses she whispered as though she might be overheard, “You step forward an’ pay me two bits fer a ride.” Moses put a ticket into Betty’s hand and, not to be outdone in bravery, mounted the single-humped camel. Molly forgot her training in the sandy desert and lurched sadly.,Then scartter seeds of kindness,“But she’s a girl.”.