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On reaching the hay-loft all were seated with the least possible degree of discomfort on upturned soap-boxes and apple-boxes. Betty covered both windows with blankets and lit a lantern. She had constructed a pasteboard box with a large square opening and now set the lantern in such a way that a picture placed at the opening in the box was illuminated so that all could see it clearly. Betty showed her pictures in a well arranged order and her lively imagination supplied the connecting links in the story her lantern “slides” unfolded. “This here thing looks like a mule with his ribs druv in an’ stan’in’ on his haunches. What d’ye call it?” “Rocky?” he interrupted. “You bet not. It’ll be just bully, that’s what!”.
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In spite of her smile there was a tinge of gravity in her silent moment of consideration. “Very well, Billy. You know how short Saturday is, and that to-morrow you’ll wish you’d cut the grass to-day. Yet I leave it to you; do as you like.” “’Pears to me, Pat Bliggins, you haven’t been listenin’ proper to the story. These men rode a ship not a cayuse.” “Will you please play it fer us then, it is so touchin’. You will find the music on the organ.” “What’s matter’s Gordon?” he enquired anxiously..
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