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“Oh, Mr. Sheriff, you won’t send me off now, will you, when the business is just beginning?”,In this mood he turned into the main road and came upon Jackson limping, bloody, and crying.,Presently Moses’ thoughts returned to the meals provided by the restaurants of Calgary, and he decided it would be a good pastime for some rainy day to relate it all to Betty especially about the “little minners suffercated in rice an’ tryin’ to climb onto rafts of lemon-slices.”,Yet it was very strange, they were all happy! Happier, she felt, than her own mother with maids and money, gems, rich gowns, and her motor car at command. Why was it? “Those that won’t work shouldn’t eat.” Could that be true? Then she should not eat, for she never worked. She wondered how it would seem to work.,Billy made no reply. He wondered if he ought to stay at home.,Betty was still faintly laughing at Moses’ spirited retort to his mother’s observations on his singing.,“This aint got poultry in it nor moosic nor nothin’,” complained one small youth. Moses made several further attempts to comply with the modest request of his teacher and at last each child held in grubby hands a book of quaint verses glorified by the tonic sol fah.,“Who wants to drive my trained bear an’ monkey? Only a dime stranger, only a dime!”,“O Billy!” Jean gasped, fear for the little, delicate girl in that eery place lending sympathy to her voice.,All heads bowed as the compliant master of the house, with thin nervous hands outspread and in a voice quavering with piety, responded to this request. Moses of the freckled face and pale blue eyes, kept one eye open as grace was being said, in order to scan the bounteous display on the table. Furtively he chose the largest bun on the plate that was placed close to Betty, his little foster-sister. To annex the most corpulent pickle would require some slight manœuvring, but he felt sure it could be managed.,Involved and intricate variations of “Holy smoke!” made the air sulphureous as a swaying piece of wire caught his shoulder and tore a large gash in his shirt.,“An orful good-natured tied-in-at-the-waist critter, aint it?” commented Moses..