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“She’d like fust-rate to come, but Glory be! She’d want ter fetch her pet turkey and Jethro.” “And Jean and Jimmy, too.” CHAPTER VII.—THE LITTLE CHURCH IN THE COULEE..
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He obeyed, talking whimsically to his pets as he went. The boy gave her a squeeze that made her last words come in jerks. “That’s a mean trick to play on a fellow,—chuck such a responsibility on a twelve-year-old. Say I must or I mustn’t, mamma.” He caught her hand and gently tweaked her fingers. To-day she was happy. It had fallen to her to general this great feast that Billy’s mates had planned for the celebration of his birthday. All had contributed. Not only the girls had cooked—Jean had baked a big cake, Jackson had made the candy, and Jimmy and George had sneaked up from the “Front,” and set up the long table in the arbor. “Well, time is near up younguns; has any one a question to arsk?”.
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