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“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!”,May Nell sat still and smiled modestly. Billy stared at her, feeling still more foolish over his own mistake.,So a little church had been built there. The four walls of peeled logs carefully chinked with plaster were now grey and weathered. Inside of the building the red-draped altar, pulpit and reading-desk occupied at least one-third of the available space. There were pews to seat a score of people and behind these was a large heater. The uneven walls were whitewashed. In the windows, three on each side, were alternate blue and white panes of glass.,“Yeh Mar, I’m comin’.”,“Elmo saw some gween and white faywies,” he fabricated, “and wanted Mudgie to see them too.”,“Warsh yer ban’s, Mosey, an’ Par, an’ come on, Mar, here’s yer tea an’ crackers. Wisht I hed a piece of jelly-roll.”,“Salute your partner,” yelled Geordie Hodgekiss, the first caller-off.,“Bully fer you, ’s Gordon,” shouted the excited Moses leaping furiously. “Keep her goin’. Ole Dan Tucker jist fits that toon.”,“I’d love to, Billy,” Mrs. Lancaster whispered; “I’ve never liked being grown up.”,“Never mind Mosey, yer heart don’t need fixin’ anyhow,” comforted Betty.,As he reached for his cap a door opposite the one through which he had passed opened, and the grey head of the sexton appeared.,“They’d look purtier, Glory, ef you’d put more colors in,” commented Mrs. Wopp..