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Sweet Bonanza Candyland lve offers a privileged membership program where players can enjoy unique offers and personalized services based on their level of participation. ⭐️ “Yes, thank you. But most my heart is hungry. Will you help me to find my mama?”,“Sit near the front so you can give me inspiration, Miss Gordon,” the musician said in an undertone as he stood hat in hand ready to hurry off for the first show.,“Oh, yes; yes, there is, Billy.” May Nell lifted a teary face. “Five children! If it had been two, or perhaps I could possibly bring up three; but f-five, o-o-oh!” she wailed again, heedless of the laughter around her.,“My racer has only one eye anyways,” said Betty defiantly as she twined a piece of nasturtium vine round the noble brow of the victor.,His boyish knowledge and imagination, equal to many pictures of danger for the girl, did not extend to her captors. He never stopped to consider, nor would he have understood if he had, the plight of the criminals. He knew that two had been captured, one of whom before that had carried off May Nell; but his small newspaper reading of “gangs” of counterfeiters had given him visions of dozens of desperate criminals, terrorizing communities, and equal to any bold crime. Now in his mind’s eye he could see men skulking in the brush, listening in rooms below, only waiting to pounce on May Nell the moment she smashed the window. Oh, yes, he must hurry—hurry!，Betty who secretly preferred to trip the light fantastic toe in this manner, maintained a discreet silence.，“No, we won’t!” came a dozen voices.，“When Joner got to Jopper, bein’ an honest man, he paid his fare.”“Put a crown of pickled olerves on me,” demanded Moses, “me ’n Jethro beat.” He stood before his sister mopping his face. The express waggon with a wheel off was overturned and a frightened. “Cheep, cheep, cheep” came from beneath it.

“Oh ’bout the fairies an’ stars an’ lovely things that grownups know nothin’ about.”,“By heck!” he thundered.,“No, Mosey, I must hurry and get some flowers fer school to-day.”,Presently the little Chinese boy returned, his grin resumed, and a large basket on his arm.,Betty was trying to keep up the engaging flow of talk but the dance proved to require all her attention.,Betty Wopp was gambolling along the road with other little school-girls and heard the jeers addressed to the wretched boy. The penetrating sense of Moses’ need of her brought her to a halt. Indignation made her tight little braids of hair assume an aspect as terrific as Medusa’s snaky coils. She ran lightly up to Moses and walked beside him.,The trail was for the most part smooth and uneventful, but here and there the wheels of the democrat dipped into a gopher hole, causing anxiety and discomfort, especially to those in the back seat. These ladies were holding on to the side bars with utmost tenacity, yet Mrs. Wopp afterwards asserted, that when a particularly vicious depression was encountered, they were bounced violently at least three feet in the air and were considerably worried lest they should not land on the seat again. However, they displayed great fortitude under these distressing circumstances, and by the time Moses had calmed the horses to a slower pace, they had regained self-possession.,“I don’t know what’s the matter,—I’m drowned, I guess.” His teeth rattled, and the hand he put out to her was icy cold.,“White eyebrows child! What are you talkin’ about? Yer eyebrows are blacker nor that stove.”,“But where does our fun come in? Girls don’t build railroads,” Bess complained.,“Billy,” she called.,The little girl forgot herself in watching them, till Billy came in, smart and almost handsome in his best suit..