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“Good-by Dad and Mar and Mosey,” called Betty as she sped down the path toward the school-house.,Nancy was the older and larger of the two, and having long been the pampered favorite of the house, she had at first resented the introduction of Jethro. She would not associate with him at all, and whenever he came dancing into the room where she was, she generally withdrew with the greatest possible dignity.,Billy took the can she held toward him, and made a face that was half fun, half discontent, yet not unloving. As his mother turned indoors he noticed again that she was pale, and that her shoulders drooped; and a sudden heat rose in his heart against the widowhood and poverty that made it necessary for her to work so hard. When he grew to be a man, he told himself, he would buy her a diamond ring and a silk dress; and she should sit all day in the big rocking chair and work no more.,“I reckon Joner hadn’t any too much light,” opined Mrs. Wopp.,Now a steamboat was on hand. At odd times for weeks, Billy, Harold, and one or two other boys, under secrecy of lock and key, had been slowly bringing to completion a wonderful structure.,“Was it as bad as that?” She smiled, and smoothed back the thick, tumbled hair.,“But Mrs. Carter’ll expect—” Billy began, yet stopped, for the physician was laughing.,To stay the cloud that began to gather over Moses’ brow, Howard suggested going to see a vaudeville show.,Mrs. Wopp was overcome with laughter at the bare memory of the picture her irate husband had presented.,She shook her head.,THINGS happened very fast the next few days. “Something doing every minute,” Billy put it. Billy had neither been ill nor injured,—only exhausted. The wound on his scalp had been worse in appearance than in fact; and a couple of long nights in sleep, and easy days at home mended him completely.,“Nothin’.”.