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But ideas came flooding into Betty’s active mind. The desire to fill her box, augmented by an even greater desire to let Moses see she didn’t need his shekels, sent electrical energy to her brain.,Vina was no exception. Ball games, church collections, children’s mite societies, girls sewing, boys running errands, each and all helped with the relief work.,“She’ll be orful mad,” prophecied Moses.,“Glory must git better, nothin’s no fun no more,” blurted Moses.,The words were hardly out of his mouth when the sound of an approaching team was heard. Betty eyed ruefully the silk shawl she had flung on the ground.,Mrs. Wopp’s suggestion had an immediate and salutary effect on the boy.,In a moment the obliging boy’s head was surmounted by an empty tomato can, and under the aegis of “Whacker Brand” he became attendant to the circus manageress. Thus helmeted he stood and gazed at Betty as though the hinges of his jaw were loosening.,“She can’t, you know; she and sister have to work hard to make what we spend now. I don’t do half enough myself.”,,Moses, his feelings by this time wrought to a state of down-right rebellion, grasped a pail in either hand and sought the peaceful atmosphere of the river.,CHAPTER XIII.—MOSES GAINS PRESTIGE.,“I don’t know.”.