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“It’s plain lazy. He won’t even wash himself.”,“Glory must git better, nothin’s no fun no more,” blurted Moses.,Discarded shoe-laces, rope and trunk-straps came hastily into requisition. The vociferations of Moses were so severe on his vocal chords that he found it necessary to visit the pump.,“Yes, right now.” He stepped nearer, and Bouncer growled and bristled.,“When I do my dishes, Mar, can I work in the garding, too?” inquired Betty.,The pursuit lasted longer than was anticipated and was most disastrous to the clean kitchen floor. Betty and Moses themselves got soot on their shoes and their footprints wrought havoc in the spotless kitchen.,Mrs. Bennett came in and tried to learn the trouble; but it was some time before May Nell could be induced to tell.,Billy beamed upon her. He adored her, as did every child in town.,“We hev a homestead an’ pre-emption, Miss Gordon, but only work a hundred acres or thereabout. We run stock on the rest of it, aint that the how of it Lize?” Mr. Wopp looked to his help-meet for corroboration.,Ebenezer Wopp sat at the head of the table. Beaming from behind a promising array of cups and saucers, his portly wife presented a countenance of aggressive hospitality. In height and girth Mrs. Wopp had much the advantage of her husband.,Watchful Mrs. Bennett was not far away. She stopped the boy’s noise, and cuddled the bereft one once more. “What is it, child? You are to be brave, you know.”,The ivy and the Idean vine.’.