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“Mose, hoi’ this benighted idjit of a jint till I drive a nail in the wall to wire it up,” called Mr. Wopp, thrusting a nail between his teeth and turning his back on his wife.,Here Mrs. Wopp related for the hundredth time the account of the ketchup disaster.,“You don’t catch Billy asleep,” said George, siding with the victorious.,Fight gleamed in the big man’s eye, and for the breath of an instant he hesitated.,If I only had an Idean vine; what is it, Billy?”,“Only for a day, dear. I’ll be back to-night.”,“I b’lieve I’ll go an’ git the warterin’ can,” announced Betty. “These pansies is orful dry, an’ even ef the sun is shinin’ on them, some warter round the roots wont hurt. You stay here, St. Elmo, an’ I’ll be back in a minute.”,CHAPTER XII.—THE AUTOGRAPH QUILT.,The little room was rude and bare, but Billy loved it. He thought the massive beams like the ribs of a ship, and planned to hang between them all his ship pictures. Anything relating to the sea fired his imagination. It gave him a sense of manliness to sleep there alone; and when the heavier gusts of night wind rocked the tower, and each revolution of the big wheel splashed the water against the tank, as waves lap a ship’s side, he dreamed himself on the ocean, called himself “Captain.”,“Take care ole boy, you’ll trip on yer lip in another minute.”,“Here you, Moses,” shouted his mother from the top of the stairs, “I heerd the pantry door squeakin’, no eatin’ till the job’s done.” She further informed him that stopping to eat “et inter his time too much an’ the work must be done afore dark.”,Yet almost before the prayer was breathed the child with incredible swiftness scudded across the bending board and stood safe by his side!.