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“No ‘chase’ to-day, girls. I’ve got business in town.”,“Now Moses,” she called at the end of the third verse, “git the water for the rinsin’.” The clanking lessened and slowly died down to a complaining rumble. It might have been some monster suffering from indigestion.,“It was shore a wonder, with the band playin’ an’ all. I never heard sich moosic, not sence the circus.”,“Oh go on Betty, a daddy-long-legs’d die of starvin’ on what you eat.”,“Wait till the clouds roll by, Jenny,,The light shone through the colored glass window, casting a bluish tinge over the large earnest countenance of the teacher, and a distinct whisper was heard to the effect that “Mrs. Wopp’s face was blue moulderin’.”,“That boy’ll sartinly spill the tea,” prophecied Mrs. Wopp, with laughing pessimism.,All his treasures, pictures, marbles, mineral specimens, what not, were displayed and explained. And finally came the books, when Billy discovered that she knew most of his favorites, loved them as he did, and could introduce him to new ones that promised delight.,“She’s there, old dog!” Billy caught Bouncer’s nose tight in his hand to prevent a repetition; and at that instant May Nell herself appeared at the window!,“Ain’t she her own aunt?” hazarded Mr. Wopp, abstractedly thrusting his hammer into his boot top and scratching his bald head with a pair of pincers.,The sun rose over the hills and his presence could be ignored no longer. As the Wopp family were driving silently home in the chilly morning, Moses, growing reminiscent, remarked with a yawn:,“But there aren’t any deer,” the little girl objected. “What will you do for.