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“That’s you, papa,” Clarence piped, as an anxious post warning.,“Well, he ain’t dead; he’s alive and bully, with a wad that bulges. I’m going to take you to him.”,When Moses, accompanied by his small attendant, returned to his unfinished task in the garden, he found Betty still at work. She was weeding the pansy bed. St. Elmo clapped his chubby hands in delight.,Moses was whistling a dismal discordant air in the backyard when the voice of his mother smote his ears.,“But it isn’t ten o’clock.”,As the stove door opened for the intrepid Moses, out flew Tillie the white bantam hen now as black as a crow with soot. She fluttered into the face of Moses who was kneeling before the stove.,“Just in time, I reckon,” the Sheriff said[219] facetiously; “pull up that chest and come along to our party.”,“Sunday School comes first.”,A dull yellow glow from the kerosene lamp, placed by Moses on the bureau, lighted up the figure of Betty reclining on snowy pillows. On one side of her was seated Howard, his arm about the drowsy child. On the side of the bed, squarely seated on one of Mrs. Wopp’s texts worked into the patchwork quilt, was Nell, watching the little pallid face and trying to avoid the eyes of her silent lover.,The sound was an ominous warning to Moses, to finish his breakfast with all possible speed.,“It’s a hurry-up order for more,” Billy amended.,“Oh ’bout the fairies an’ stars an’ lovely things that grownups know nothin’ about.”.