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“He smiles sich a toothy grin,” commented Moses.,“Never mind Mosey, Next Monday I’m goin’ to ask Mar to let me stay home and turn the nasty mouldy machine.”,“Jevver see sich a useless boy? Been learnin’ spellin’s orl day, I ’xpect.”,A loud whisper from Pete Stolway disturbed the orator.,Moses came bearing an achievement of spicy, opaque amber supported and surrounded by tantalizing, toast-brown crust. Before the expectant Mr. Wopp, however, had time to note these details, there was a quick rush of a small black and white object, a crash, some ear-splitting howls, as Moses, pie, Jethro, and one of Mrs. Wopp’s best blue dinner plates were precipitated against Mr. Wopp’s legs. Down his Sunday trousers meandered a yellow glacier which Mrs. Wopp regarded with dismay.,Moses sat down to the task; but fearing his education was being interfered with, looked up from time to time and added a hoarse phrase to the general tumult. He caught Betty’s eye and significantly squinted his own right optic to remind her of Job, whereon Betty’s voice trailed off into a half-suppressed chuckle.,“Gee whack! That’s the hardest work of all,” Billy complimented.,“Glory be! It’s pulled apart at the other end!” ejaculated the perspiring assistant.,“O, Dadsie,” was the reply, “this is recital afternoon, you know.”,Suddenly, all heads were raised and a sigh of satisfaction escaped Mrs. Wopp’s lips.,“Put her in my room and give me the Fo’castle; I’ve always wanted to bunk there.”,It had been hard to persuade her, though her heart was aching to join the fun. “Huh! Do you suppose I’d be a common snake-charmer?”.