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CHAPTER III.—A DAY AT SCHOOL.,“We came—we came to bring these,” one ventured timidly, and lifted one end of the basket they carried between them.,“But you haven’t told us what hurries you so,” Jean called, while Billy was already sprinting away.,“I’ll make a note of that, Lize.”,“Naw,” answered the boy, “What’d Mar say? she’d put a tin ear on me.”,“Must of warlked in when I left a jint outside fer a minute. She shore is a dark complected bird now.” As Moses spoke he stretched out his arm for the sooty Tillie, but with an indignant cackle the hen tore through the dining-room into the kitchen with Moses and Betty in hot pursuit.,Ebenezer Wopp became the grateful recipient of a quire of paper for notes. Miss Gordon was enabled to add to the decorations of her bureau a celluloid pictureframe on which were painted vivid blue and pink forget-me-nots. Mrs. Wopp reckoned “to git great comfort fer her corns an’ bungions” in a pair of soft house-shoes.,Several hands waved wildly and a chorus of voices eagerly broke in; through the childish babel could be heard a lisping narrative.,“The strife is o’er, the battle done,” recommended Mrs. Wopp without hesitation. As Maria could not be persuaded to approach the organ the singing was lustily led by Mrs. Wopp and under her able leadership maintained the most vigorous proportions.,In the blessin’s of to-day,,“Is theh faywies wound heah, Betty? Can they see us?” inquired the little boy in awe-struck tones.,“Sing something, Mar.” Betty’s plaintive voice broke the silence..