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Ricketty jig and away we go.”,In the meantime Mr. Wopp sitting precariously on the edge of the sofa was examining for at least the two-hundredth time the red plush album which contained the records of the Wopp family, past and present, in picture form. He looked long and earnestly at a tin-type representing a plump, velvet-coated, mop-haired boy of twelve. He sighed deeply.,Moses returned to work with jelly and soot mingling in a purple streak on cheek and chin.,The energetic Mrs. Wopp had accompanied her commands to Moses by a wide sweeping of arms, and from these ample arms had billowed yards of sheeting to cover from the ruinous soot her treasured parlor possessions.,The man gave him an affectionate slap. “Go, then. You’re a right game kid, sure.”,“It’s been the best ever,” Jean said, happily.,“What’s the trouble, dear? What were you afraid of?” she enquired, as she raised him to his feet.,“Before vacation? Why, they’ll be just the things to do in vacation.”,“Yeh Mar, I’m comin’.”,The clearer air revived Billy, and he was soon walking without help, coming shortly to the road where the wagons waited; coming in sight of Ellen’s Isle.,By this time Mr. Wopp was bearing a length of pipe into the yard. The parlor looked like a morgue with its inanimate objects lying bidden under sheets and cloths of varying degrees of past usefulness. Through a hole of one sheet could be seen the listless towzled head of Hannah, her faded wax countenance betraying the need of a tonic.,Then scartter seeds of kindness.