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Santa's Great Gifts slot️ Register +188k “Hurry up, Buzz!” Billy called as he raced by from the shop, where he had been for the oil can to fill the boat’s reservoir.,The inexorable portrait on the wall seemed to gaze down on the recalcitrant youth with disapproval.,After the opening exercises of the Sunday-school session, Mrs. Wopp was pained to notice that some of her scholars did not consider attention to the lesson any part of their duty. However, that strict disciplinarian had a vast store of startling reprimands that set all eyes gazing on her sincere countenance.,“You can search me.” Billy was about to remark further, when a commotion arose among the school children just passing on their way home.,“Good dog! I understand you, Bouncer, and I’m not lonesome any more.”，To-day she was happy. It had fallen to her to general this great feast that Billy’s mates had planned for the celebration of his birthday. All had contributed. Not only the girls had cooked—Jean had baked a big cake, Jackson had made the candy, and Jimmy and George had sneaked up from the “Front,” and set up the long table in the arbor.，The work went on, each length at the first possible opportunity resuming its state of strict neutrality and refusing to be drawn into negotiations.，“We must go right back,” Jimmy declared, turning to the door of the kitchen and thrusting a package within.“Now Moses,” she called at the end of the third verse, “git the water for the rinsin’.” The clanking lessened and slowly died down to a complaining rumble. It might have been some monster suffering from indigestion.

“Larst Tuesday,” she continued, “two p’licemen went ridin’ along the trail jist as we were comin’ home from school, an’ they had the beautifulest horses. Moses can ride any horse, no matter how ornery.” Betty’s eyes shone with pride.,“Look he’s been here,” said Betty, pointing to a small footprint in the moist soil, “An’ he’s headed down the crick.”,“To the park!” Billy shouted, his heart thumping with joy.,Amid the wealth of love how could the little heart refuse comfort? Billy tossed her to his shoulder and carried her to his mother’s room, where both women coddled her and Edith sang her into a sweet sleep.,Across to the girls’ side he flew. He knew Jean. She would manage somehow, no matter what the difficulty. And he did not trust her without reason. She was already in her shining misty robe that was to change her from Rain to Dew; but she caught the gray mantle, covered herself with it as she ran, and was in the wings almost as soon as Billy.,“Only for a day, dear. I’ll be back to-night.”,“No quarreling now. Come, Clarence, do as your mother asks.”,“Singe my hair ef I do, let’s hev some more doin’s,” rebelled Moses.,Billy hurried away, and arrived at his home before the hack, bread and cream safe in spite of threatened dangers.,“Betty Wopp,” she exclaimed, “you couldn’t be no wetter ef you’d fell in the big slough. Come on to the house an’ change yer clothes. St. Elmo ’ll need warshin’, too, I reckon.”,The pianist walked on the stage as the eyes of Mrs. Wopp and Moses rested on Betty. Howard Eliot had not taken his gaze from Nell Gordon expecting momentarily to catch her glance and to be rewarded by a smile. A smile radiated her fair face, but alas! It was not for him.,CHAPTER IV.—WASH-DAY AT MRS. WOPP’S..