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“Hello, Billy! You washin’ floors?” There was a sneer in Jimmy’s voice.,“That man Zalhambone’s playin’ rasped all up an’ down my spine,” she criticized. Then harking back to thrills she really had felt despite her prejudice, she admitted grudgingly, “My, but his han’s did fly over them keys permiscuous-like.”,Job’s feathers that to Betty’s eyes had taken on the glory of ostrich plumes, drooped disconsolately, while Moses denounced in fluent language the stupidity of the fowl that had caused the unfortunate episode. He declared loudly that he would like to wring the aggressive portions of those feathered culprits. The group stood for a moment, a miniature Vesuvius erupting lava and ashes, while Moses wrung the offending liquid from Betty’s yellow drape and the magenta antimacassar. His sense of the ludicrous however overcame his wrath, “My Eye Betty!” he cried, “I near kerlapse every time I draw up my curtings on Job.”,The infant class which was to be under the guidance of Mrs. Wopp for the day, consisted of seven small pupils. They were seated on a low bench in one corner of the church. Green denim curtains were hung in such a way that, after the preliminary devotional exercises, the little class could be screened from the adults and older pupils. A blackboard stood on the floor, and upon a table near by were many colored crayons. The infantile mind required such aids to the imagination.,Howard led Nell through the intricacies of a square dance.,The child was gifted in this most elemental of the arts, and her histrionic ability carried along the interest of her listeners even when the printed matter on the back of the paper interfered with the clearness of the picture. Her imagination bolstered up the defects of dry facts.,CHAPTER XVI.—MOSES HAS EXCITING EXPERIENCES.,“Wisht I hed a chance to holler into one of them brass dinner-horns, too,” he grumbled.,“You’re George Rideout Smith’s kid, ain’t you?”,“Hooray, Billy! Thirteen to-morrow! But this is the day we celebrate!”,He obeyed, talking whimsically to his pets as he went.,“Bear up aft there!” Billy commanded; and “Ay, ay, sir,” came back in equally nautical language..