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“Good-by Dad and Mar and Mosey,” called Betty as she sped down the path toward the school-house.,“Surveyors? What’s your scheme?” Jimmy was quickly interested.,“This here flower aint a mornin’-glory, but the leaves is mighty like it, an’ the flowers is jist as purty.” Moses explained.,“Yer a reglar Mis’ Barnum,” he praised. Whereupon the enterprising program-maker began to devise new and more wonderful side-shows for her admirer.,“Awfully hard, Billy. Some of them had ‘grief swimming in their eyes.’”,May Nell looked at him a minute before speaking. “You like doing things, but you don’t like work. Isn’t work doing things?”,“Oh ’bout the fairies an’ stars an’ lovely things that grownups know nothin’ about.”,CHAPTER IV THE TWO-LIGHT TIME,“I c’d eat a rhindoceros,” he confided to Clarence.,They turned into the town’s finest hotel, just opened.,All was now ready for firing. “She” was to be run by oil. They took her out through the double doors, both swung wide for the first time in many weeks. It was all the boys could do to carry the heavy thing, though they went quite steadily across the vegetable garden, not without some damage to spring lettuce and summer corn, however; but on the steep, uneven slope below, the Fair Ellen came almost to grief.,“I’m tho thorry, I wanted to hear more about the fairieth.” Lila Williams would have braved the elements to listen to more of Betty’s original stories..