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CHAPTER VI.—AN EVENING IN THE WOPP PARLOR.,“Oh, Mr. Sheriff, you won’t send me off now, will you, when the business is just beginning?”,“Well, Moses,” queried his genial host at the supper table, “did the skating go pretty good to-day?”,Then scartter seeds of kindness,And so the story went on. All the wholesome things of the country that children like had come from one and another. And each had been as happy in giving as Billy could possibly be in receiving.,Thus adjured, Howard began, while Mrs. Wopp leaned back in her chair rocking vigorously.,Moses regained his equilibrium and as the water came just to his hips he turned to retrace his way to the steps down which he had wandered.,“Wisht I had two bits.”,In a few days the sight of his wife wrapped in a shawl the color of an unripe cucumber had a rejuvenating influence upon Ebenezer Wopp. He did not say much, being a man of few words, but his sentiments were inscribed in cramped illegible writing on a slip of paper to be handed down to posterity.,Every morning during the summer a bunch of morning-glories, wet with dew, adorned the breakfast table. Blue and pink and white, they seemed the very spirit of morning freshness and sweetness.,“I think you’ve broke my neck, kid,” he said, feebly, as quaking Billy helped him to his feet.,Thoroughly enjoying her task, Betty flitted from flower to flower until she had gathered an armful of the lovely blossoms. Then visiting the vegetable beds she appropriated a few feathery sprays of asparagus. Returning to the house, she made up her bouquets. One, a great mass of yellow, lightly flecked with green, she set on a small table which stood in the darkest corner of the dining-room, then stood back to view the effect..