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“Please did the lot hurt Joner when it fell?” queried a sober-minded seeker of truth.,“Isobel, play one of your pieces, let’s see how your recital helped you to-day.”,“Oh, the song ’bout the clouds rollin’ away,” she yawned, “I want everybody to be happy.” She looked at her teacher and Nell wondered if the child had read her heart and had seen its unhappiness.,“There’s a little secret about work; with grown-ups it is often their play; and they like it.”,“Not unless you wish to so much that you will not do anything else, Billy. The world needs preachers of the right kind sadly; and the right kind take up the calling reverently, though they know it will bring them small worldly return and much toil.”,“Never mind yer notes, Ebenezer, jist you sarve the pork.”,“The darned old robber!” Billy started up and walked restlessly toward the door.,Outside the spring warmth and fragrance enfolded the children as a mantle, opening their hearts to each other. Billy showed his flock of pigeons, his white chickens and the house where they roosted and brought forth their fluffy broods. Old Bouncer barked and capered about them; and the little girl tried to decide which cat was the prettiest, white Flash watching for gophers in the green alfalfa, or Sir Thomas Katzenstein, his yellow mate, basking in the sun. “He isn’t yellow like any other cat I ever saw; he’s shaded so beautifully.”,“My conscience! You can’t eat all—” May Nell stopped, conscious of an unkindness. But the boy only laughed; he was used to comments on his appetite.,Betty watching her, thought she had never seen “Mar” look so handsome and she thoroughly appreciated the cause.,Mrs. Wopp was overcome with laughter at the bare memory of the picture her irate husband had presented.,“P’raps I’ll hinder more than help,” Howard answered, grasping Mrs. Wopp’s outstretched hand and looking questioningly at Nell..