Alchemy magic

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“Here Mosey,” said Betty, “is a tin crown. You can fasten it on with this wire. See?”,She took the child in her comforting arms. “Don’t cry, little one! We shall find her, never fear.”,“Gee! Did you hear it splash?” screamed Moses.,“And you’re my Ladybird sister,” Billy said, very softly for him, and threw his arm about them both.,“Nothin’.”,“Y-yes, b-but how can I when I have no one to say ‘mama’ to, only a Mrs.”,This small boy seemed to accept the limitations of his lot with a Micawber-like philosophy. Indeed it may easily have escaped his youthful notice, that there were persons in the world who did not have to spend a day in bed while their clothing was being washed. To Mannel a second set of garments, even of so simple a character as those he constantly wore, would have seemed untold wealth.,As the party, now restored to composure, left the garden, Mrs. Mifsud remarked with her usual aptness, “I occasionally experience premonitions, Mrs. Wopp, that St. Elmo will some day attain celebrity as a clairvoyant.”,“I guess he didn’t say ‘lick,’ Billy.”,“They shan’t ever again call me Billy To-morrow. It’s Billy To-day, Bouncer. It shall always be Billy To-day!”,Let us find our sweetest comfort,In a few days the sight of his wife wrapped in a shawl the color of an unripe cucumber had a rejuvenating influence upon Ebenezer Wopp. He did not say much, being a man of few words, but his sentiments were inscribed in cramped illegible writing on a slip of paper to be handed down to posterity..