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Supper over and dishes hurried out of sight, the floor was once more cleared and the real business of the evening was resumed.,“When I see Moses was still wearin’ his best Sunday coat an’ pants an’ tearin’ along on that cayuse like John Gilping, I come all out in goose-flesh, Ebenezer, till you’d think the merkery had fell clean down to zero.”,“Wotcher want, Nosey?”,“Please did the lot hurt Joner when it fell?” queried a sober-minded seeker of truth.,“Come, come! We can’t be cremated while we wait. Mush!”,This small boy seemed to accept the limitations of his lot with a Micawber-like philosophy. Indeed it may easily have escaped his youthful notice, that there were persons in the world who did not have to spend a day in bed while their clothing was being washed. To Mannel a second set of garments, even of so simple a character as those he constantly wore, would have seemed untold wealth.,“Wot fer? You girls is alius thinkin’ o’ money.” Moses clinked the nickels in his pocket with the air of a Vanderfeller. Betty’s voice became wheedling.,“Put a li’l shoe-black on then an’ that’ll make me dark again,” advised Betty serenely.,“Have more toast Glory,” said Moses suddenly wakened. Unwrapping his leg from the rung of the chair, he reached across the table.,“Put her in my room and give me the Fo’castle; I’ve always wanted to bunk there.”,“By heck! Flash is all right.”,“I guess ours’ll be a grown-up chap; but I wish he’d be a boy my size. How do you guess poor old San Francisco looks to-day?”.