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The two steeds attached to the car of the Goddess of Liberty, also deserted their task, and marked their path with bright bits of paper and bunting.,CHAPTER XIII.—MOSES GAINS PRESTIGE.,“Yes; but some one who could take care of himself. And you didn’t expect to open dressmaking parlors.”,“Not in the house; in this room, yes.”,“Well, I must get at my job, too. That’s thinking up things. You fellers do your work an’ get your money; but I got to rustle that money or bust.”,From where he stood Billy could see the distress in her face. He must think of a way to get her, and he must, must hurry!,If I only had an Idean vine; what is it, Billy?”,Jimmy had the trick ponies and the trained dogs. Teaching them was the chief joy of his life. What if there were only two ponies, and their spots were painted on? And what if the children had seen all the tricks over and over again? They were good as new each time. Besides, the ponies’ one brand-new trick, when at the crack of a whip they stood on their hind feet in unison, was so effective that it frightened May Nell. She saw it first in the barn; and when their shod hoofs came down she thought they would crash right through the floor.,“Soapsuds is Moses’ strong weakness,” commented Mrs. Wopp, laughing till her fat shoulders quaked perilously.,When the house was reached, Eliza Wopp was standing, an effective barricade, at the door, waving her large hands in a gesture indicative of dismay. Moses stoically told his tale of assault.,“Just like a football champion,” Billy interrupted.,“A dose of senner tea’ll fix that, my boy,” was Mrs. Wopp’s cheerful rejoinder..