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“Put her in my room and give me the Fo’castle; I’ve always wanted to bunk there.”,Nell’s answer was somehow strangely muffled.,“Put a li’l shoe-black on then an’ that’ll make me dark again,” advised Betty serenely.,Billy had been reeling off stanzas of his favorite “Lady of the Lake,”—“by the yard,” Mrs. Bennett said, acting it as he recited, somewhat retarding the work and endangering the dishes. Now he dropped his towel, caught up his mother and raced with her around the room. He was so strong that she was almost helpless in his grasp.,The sound was an ominous warning to Moses, to finish his breakfast with all possible speed.,Billy also undertook to do his share. A generous sum of money had been offered to the best student in the graduating class of the grammar school; and he decided to try for it. And when Billy made up his mind to anything connected with books, it was as good as done. For if he had to study a little harder than some, his perseverance, added to an unusual facility in telling what he knew, helped him to success.,‘The antlered monarch of the waste,“You romp!” came the disgusted voice once more. “You’d better cut your hair, and your skirts, and be a child again.”,Betty reflected a moment. “When they got tired dancing they ’journed to the pansy bed. The queen set down on a big purple pansy that was jist like a lovely throne. The other fairies came an’ bowed low in front o’ her, then they gathered up their long silver trains an’ walked backwards. Then the queen rose up an’ walked all round among the flowers an’ the other fairies follered her. They waved their wands over all the flower beds, an’ that’s why they’ve all growed so lovely.”,“Put some sunshine into your voices children,” admonished Nell.,Moses blushed deeply and dared not raise his eyes from the ground lest Isobel should see his embarrassment.,“Yeh, Mar says I’m a reglar jographer I like it so much.”.