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All this time Mr. Wopp had carried and brushed and shaken stove-pipe lengths until his face and bald head resembled a latticework trellis. Only one length remained to be operated on before proceeding to the upper storey, where the stove-pipe continued its tortuous way to the chimney, warming sundry rooms on its beneficent course.,Presently, Moses made for the yard and on his way, offered tribute to Betty by standing on his head on the mat at the door.,“She’ll be all right. May Nell and me—I—we took our lunch and went over to Potter’s pasture. Shoot! She’s waiting now! I hope the poor little kiddie—little girl—eats, don’t wait for me,—she an’ Bouncer.”,“Oh, Mosey, she un’erstan’s everything, she’s jist wonderful.” Betty’s voice was positive.,Here Mrs. Wopp related for the hundredth time the account of the ketchup disaster.,“I hope my breakfast won’t be quite so—”,“What’s Jeth perched up there fer, Par?” demanded the boy.,“Would you like to live in the city?”,“Naw,” answered the boy, “What’d Mar say? she’d put a tin ear on me.”,“Sunday School, too? How long you’ll be away!”,“Oh, Miss Gordon, here’s my name,” announced Betty, excitedly, pointing to a central part of the quilt. “An’ here’s yours right clost to it.”,Vina was no exception. Ball games, church collections, children’s mite societies, girls sewing, boys running errands, each and all helped with the relief work..