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CHAPTER IX.—THE VAUDEVILLE SHOW. “Now Mis’ Stephens, call the boys,” requested Mrs. Wopp who was the busiest of the group. And so the story went on. All the wholesome things of the country that children like had come from one and another. And each had been as happy in giving as Billy could possibly be in receiving..
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Suddenly, all heads were raised and a sigh of satisfaction escaped Mrs. Wopp’s lips. What more might he do to hasten the Saturday work? He could not chop the kindling or fill the wood boxes. The weeding! It was behind. Both mother and sister had reminded him repeatedly, but he had forgotten. Only yesterday his sister had made tidy the flower beds that flanked the house; but the melons, the vegetables,—they were not done, and that would make no noise. “WILLIAM TELL. The little girl forgot herself in watching them, till Billy came in, smart and almost handsome in his best suit..
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