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“To the park!” Billy shouted, his heart thumping with joy.,Moses was whistling a dismal discordant air in the backyard when the voice of his mother smote his ears.,CHAPTER XII.—THE AUTOGRAPH QUILT.,“WILLIAM TELL.,“And I’m always going to be your little girl, too,” the child pleaded; “so Billy must be my papa’s little boy.”,“I am wartchin’, Mar,” replied Moses, “But Josh ’pears to be worryin’ ’bout somethin’. He’s chewin’ his bit an’ breakin’ inter a run-like every minute.”,“I sorter hoped Moses’d take arter Uncle Josh, too,” she said, regretfully.,“I forgive you,” he condoned.,Another time he would have gone quickly enough, for he liked work as little as the average boy, often shirked it; though when he forgot himself in his task, the joy of doing it well held him to it. But May Nell’s coming and the added expense still troubled him; and it was a resolute face he turned to his mother. “No, mamma, you shan’t get down on your marrow bones to these old floors. It’s only me that needs to go on the knees, you know.” His eyes twinkled.,Mrs. Bennett came in and tried to learn the trouble; but it was some time before May Nell could be induced to tell.,Locked up! The child’s heart beat stiflingly; yet she did not cry out; she thought self-control would win her more favor than tears.,CHAPTER II THE SATURDAY GANG.