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“Betty, play us a toon,” requested Mr. Wopp who was very fond of music. “By heck!” he thundered. “Ef you wish it, Ebenezer,” responded his spouse though still somewhat absorbed in the frustrated hopes of her relative, “jist wait till I drawr up the blinds.”.
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Mrs. Wopp obligingly gave as an encore, “There were ninety and nine,” apropos of nothing whatever. Then turning to a portrait on the wall, she enlarged on the musical ability of a great-uncle from whom she reckoned she had received her gift of song.I tried logging in using my phone number and I
was supposed to get a verification code text,but didn't
get it. I clicked resend a couple time, tried the "call
me instead" option twice but didn't get a call
either. the trouble shooting had no info on if the call
me instead fails.There was
“‘One burnished sheet of living gold,
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The bottle went crash, and a furious yell informed the neighborhood that the Gang was “up to some new deviltry.” “Then I’ll be a—a preacher if I ought to. But gee! it’s rocky!” “This here thing looks like a mule with his ribs druv in an’ stan’in’ on his haunches. What d’ye call it?” CHAPTER V.—A DANCE IN THE CEDAR HILLS..
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