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“Jevver see sich a useless boy? Been learnin’ spellin’s orl day, I ’xpect.”,“You look orful, jist like you was growin’ a pair of speckled toothbrushes. What ’ll Mar say? You carn’t go to school like that.”,“Now, Pat, kin you tell me which was the best men, the ones that rowed reel hard to save Joner, or the ones that leaned back an’ didn’t care a strawr.”,“What else did they do ’sides dancing, Betty?” questioned St. Elmo.,CHAPTER I.—MRS. WOPP’S HOSPITALITY.,The pianist walked on the stage as the eyes of Mrs. Wopp and Moses rested on Betty. Howard Eliot had not taken his gaze from Nell Gordon expecting momentarily to catch her glance and to be rewarded by a smile. A smile radiated her fair face, but alas! It was not for him.,“Oh, Betsey, give it to me!” he whispered in agony of soul. “Don’t let up’s long’s I live! Maybe I’ve killed her!”,“Come, Betty Girl,” said Moses, “Mar wants you to go to bed.”,School having been closed a week for repairs Miss Gordon had brought Betty to the shining city of her childish dreams.,“Salute your partner,” yelled Geordie Hodgekiss, the first caller-off.,“Never mind Jobie, we want Jethro to win anyway, don’t we?” said Betty, presenting to the turkey her pocket filled with grain.,Mrs. Wopp had a request from Mrs. Williams. She, the requestor, was ill with a touch of “pewmonia,” as Mrs. Wopp afterward related, and would Mrs. Wopp the requestee oblige by taking her Sunday-school class for the following Sunday afternoon..