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“Please,” answered the discomfited youth, “I aint never seen a ship of no kind.”,“Dear Billy,” it read; “Shifty seen the fight. He says it was something fierce. He says you looked like a mad bull. He was hiding behind the fence. He says he bet on me; but he was glad he didn’t bet with nobody, because you whipped. Shifty’s doing some of my written work—I’m telling him how, of course. And I’m studying right smart. Say, Bill, I don’t lay no grudge. My arm’s getting on fine.,“And help?” May Nell asked, eagerly.,“Of course they won’t be too tired! The kids have pluck.”,“Aw Mosey,” cried Betty, “give it to him in two pieces an’ make him twict as happy.”,“Well, well, you don’t say!”,“You bet!” Pretty endorsed, inelegantly.,“Can you drive?” he asked, anxiously, as he unhitched the horse. He noticed with a second sinking feeling that Jimmy’s face twitched with pain, that his right arm hung limp.,Next followed a buckboard gaily painted red. Mrs. Mifsud and her daughter Maria aged fourteen who had taken a “quarter” of music lessons and was now the organist of the church, were occupants. Between them was wedged the pet of the family St. Elmo Mifsud a child of four. St. Elmo wore long chestnut curls and an angelic expression. Clarence Egerton Crump, Mrs. Mifsud’s nephew who was visiting his aunt and cousins, accompanied the family on his wheel.,“Why do you think he would have whipped you?”,“It’s my doin’s, Mar,” said Betty, “I made it orl up outer my head.”,If I only had an Idean vine; what is it, Billy?”.