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“It’s plain lazy. He won’t even wash himself.”,“But you said you would take me to him. I thought you knew where he is.”,Mrs. Wopp had a request from Mrs. Williams. She, the requestor, was ill with a touch of “pewmonia,” as Mrs. Wopp afterward related, and would Mrs. Wopp the requestee oblige by taking her Sunday-school class for the following Sunday afternoon.,“Yes; he’d lick him too, if Flash wasn’t Tom’s body-guard.”,All but May Nell; when Edith and Mrs. Bennett rubbed and warmed her she declared she didn’t need it, and was so absorbed in lamenting the loss of the Fair Ellen, she could think of nothing else.,“Moses,” she directed, “git an empty apple-box fer the burnt orfferin’s.”,“Doh, re, mi, fah, soh, la, ti, doh,” sang the children in faint uncertain tones.,That preliminary march was not without adventure. The “howdah” on the White Elephant where May Nell rode as the Fair Princess of Bombay, became loose and threatened to spill its small bit of royalty. And when Harold cinched the thing tighter the old cow bellowed so the smaller children broke and ran. However, they were soon back, and the procession halted at Mrs. Lancaster’s front gate in fair order. But when she saw the imposing string of wagons, children, and animals, known and unknown, she was afraid to trust her precious Buzz to them.,Even the white chickens followed in a cackling bunch as they always did when Billy appeared at this hour, for it was almost feeding time. And the pigeons wheeled and whirred, lighting almost under foot only to be up and off again, a flash of white and gray.,“Will you please play it fer us then, it is so touchin’. You will find the music on the organ.”,The shower was over in a few moments and all prepared to leave the barn for the house.,“Who?”.