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but not the strong log house where——” He hesitated, and May Nell quoted on glibly,,“And help?” May Nell asked, eagerly.,“Alone, mamma said,” came the second voice.,“I’m sec’etary; and I pass the books, and sing; and I’m—I’m giggle squelcher.”,She clapped him into her own warm bed, and incredibly soon things were sizzling over the alcohol lamp.,“Bear up aft there!” Billy commanded; and “Ay, ay, sir,” came back in equally nautical language.,It may be that atmospheric changes helped to cause the disquiet, for in the midst of an exciting account of a fairy dancing on a moonbeam, a sudden shower descended on the barn and began to pour in a stream through a hole in the roof, immediately over Moses’ head.,It was Saturday afternoon on a busy street in the city. Moses Wopp and Clarence Crump, at whose home the former was spending the week end, were on their way to the skating-rink. If they had wanted to skate there, the streets would have accommodated them with a sufficiently smooth surface, as an early frost had rimed the pavement.,The ladies, having descended the ladder, Betty began hurriedly to show the remaining pictures. Visions of a sumptuous repast had flitted before the minds of her listeners and a spirit of restlessness pervaded the loft.,Norah clutched a fat smiling doll in one arm. As the result of a puncture from a nail in the fence the doll was bleeding sawdust badly at the knee. However a surgical operation with needle and thread would restore health, and Norah stanched the wound with her pinafore and prepared to enjoy life to the full. The doll continued to smile gaily as though Spartan sawdust ran in her veins.,“You hitch Jethro to yer ole ’xpress waggon, ’n I’ll hitch Job to a prune-box with spool-wheels,” suggested Betty.,Mrs. Bennett smiled. She thought they could have had no trouble in locating Billy..