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“I was looking foh Jonah and the whale he met on the woad, and I got losted, I did.” St. Elmo ended his fantastic explanation with an extensive gulp. Moses took a small grubby hand in his and led the afflicted boy in triumph to the other searchers.,The child was gifted in this most elemental of the arts, and her histrionic ability carried along the interest of her listeners even when the printed matter on the back of the paper interfered with the clearness of the picture. Her imagination bolstered up the defects of dry facts.,“Aren’t you going to say ‘Good-morning’ to me, Billy?” She put out the slenderest little white hand, and looked into his face appealingly.,To stay the cloud that began to gather over Moses’ brow, Howard suggested going to see a vaudeville show.,The chinking began in earnest. Moses stood, turning till each freckle on his ruddy face shone with honest sweat.,“Jiminy whiz! This is my very last week of boy; next week I’ll have to be a man,” he said gloomily.,“So they took up Joner an’ tossed him inter the sea.”,When the program was over Moses noticed enviously that Betty was so close to the orchestra that her ear was almost in the trombone.,It was not the hour for ghosts, they must be real people. Billy encouraged himself with that thought and wished he could wait for further disclosures. Did the sun ever before go down so fast? He hastened to find his wheel and can, and set out at his best pace.,Here Mrs. Wopp related for the hundredth time the account of the ketchup disaster.,“Mary an’ Martha hev jist gone along to ring them shinin’ bells.”,“I’ll get word from them in the morning. Don’t worry any more, but rest; sleep if you can. You can’t help them till you have helped yourself.”.