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“Now then,,“Well, the lack of Buzz shall not damage your show; I’ll go,” Mrs. Lancaster yielded.,Jean hid a queer little smile that she could not repress.,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.,“O mother, how can there be joy if life is all work and never any fun?” He took her hand and pressed it against his cheek.,Mrs. Wopp had a request from Mrs. Williams. She, the requestor, was ill with a touch of “pewmonia,” as Mrs. Wopp afterward related, and would Mrs. Wopp the requestee oblige by taking her Sunday-school class for the following Sunday afternoon.,“Here, let me do that,” Harold commanded; “you go and do the rest of your work. We won’t get to play in all day. The Gang coming?”,“Sure. All the kids. But Clarence especially,—he’s my son, you know.” Billy grinned.,“Feel that muscle,” he said a moment later; bending his arm, and pressing her fingers to it. “That’s got to grow by a broom or hoe, something besides football!”,Moses began cutting make-believe tickets using the paper and scissors thrust into his hand by the capable manageress of the show.,“This peacock,” went on Betty, showing the picture of a bird with plumed tail outspread, “is the white peacock of the moon. It lives in the moon, but when fairies want to come to play with li’l girls, they harness the peacock an’ drive down to earth in a silver chariot.”,Once Billy’s attention was fixed he was as earnest at work as at play. He slaughtered the weeds rapidly, and had several clean beds behind him when his mother called him to breakfast..