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School having been closed a week for repairs Miss Gordon had brought Betty to the shining city of her childish dreams.,Moses and Betty, hearing what promised to add spice to their evening, quickly entered the room. Mrs. Wopp who always had to know the joke, conspired at once to get rid of the youngsters.,Billy went on with his rubbing, and his next words were comically resigned. “Besides, I suppose I’ll have to get married some day; of course she’ll be a new woman; might as well learn housework now.”,“Then you don’t love yer li’l sister ef you don’t want her to look like you.” Betty almost wept.,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.,“Come, Jethro, Betty’ll carry her li’l white puppykins, pore li’l footsy’s so sore.”,“I’ll help a lot. You shan’t have a bit more trouble, sister; nor mamma, either.” He began to distribute the plates with noisy clatter.,“Ah Miss Gordon, I see you love the music too,” he murmured in her ear.,“Are you hurt?” Billy spelled with the hand alphabet every boy and girl knows.,“No quarreling now. Come, Clarence, do as your mother asks.”,“You’re George Rideout Smith’s kid, ain’t you?”,“Isobel, play one of your pieces, let’s see how your recital helped you to-day.”.