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He arrived home Monday evening, and was received as though a visit of several months’ duration had torn him from the bosom of the family.,“Moses, yer manners is shockin’, did you expect to be sarved the best piece when company’s here?”,“Last November,” piped Evelyn.,“The Lord loveth a cheerful liver, Moses,” said his mother encouragingly, as she saw the growing acidity of the boy’s countenance. Mrs. Wopp had never forgotten a certain missionary service, during which she had studied a text in gold lettering of old English type on the wall. The uncertain light of stained glass falling on the last word had made it difficult to read. But at last realizing that a sound liver and cheerfulness are closely associated, she had seen no incongruity in her translation of the text.,“Oh, Miss Gordon, here’s my name,” announced Betty, excitedly, pointing to a central part of the quilt. “An’ here’s yours right clost to it.”,“This peacock,” went on Betty, showing the picture of a bird with plumed tail outspread, “is the white peacock of the moon. It lives in the moon, but when fairies want to come to play with li’l girls, they harness the peacock an’ drive down to earth in a silver chariot.”,“How do you know?”,“Please,” answered the discomfited youth, “I aint never seen a ship of no kind.”,“Golly! They’re working all night. I—ought to—help—to-morrow. I—” He slept again with his good resolution half made.,Billy made no reply. He wondered if he ought to stay at home.,“That’s the reason. She says a boy will spoil the part; won’t get the shivers like she will. She thinks a minstrel can’t—can’t minstrelize properly without the shivers.”,“Have you been to the show this week, Miss Gordon?” He turned from the fire and stood with his back to the cheerful blaze..