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This remark caused Mrs. Wopp to feel considerable uneasiness. She was morally certain that her Ebenezer in his shyness would make a muddle of the sale, so she hastened to offer a suggestion.,CHAPTER I THE LITTLE EARTHQUAKE GIRL,“It was shore a wonder, with the band playin’ an’ all. I never heard sich moosic, not sence the circus.”,Moses was whistling a dismal discordant air in the backyard when the voice of his mother smote his ears.,Jenny, my own true loved one,Norah Bliggins carried in a little basket several carrots of various sizes and complexions, all carefully scrubbed as became respectable members of the vegetable family, and shining as sweet and clean as the face of the child. These must have put to shame their forked brother, for that perturbed carrot rolled heavily to a corner and hid his grimy visage.,“No, it can’t wait one minute longer’n it’ll take me to get to town. Maybe I can come back though.”,Oh, where have you been, charming Billy?”,“Never mind Mosey, yer heart don’t need fixin’ anyhow,” comforted Betty.,Next followed a buckboard gaily painted red. Mrs. Mifsud and her daughter Maria aged fourteen who had taken a “quarter” of music lessons and was now the organist of the church, were occupants. Between them was wedged the pet of the family St. Elmo Mifsud a child of four. St. Elmo wore long chestnut curls and an angelic expression. Clarence Egerton Crump, Mrs. Mifsud’s nephew who was visiting his aunt and cousins, accompanied the family on his wheel.,“The tank must have run over, Billy. You forgot to shut it off.”,Here Mrs. Wopp related for the hundredth time the account of the ketchup disaster..