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“Glory must git better, nothin’s no fun no more,” blurted Moses.,The clearer air revived Billy, and he was soon walking without help, coming shortly to the road where the wagons waited; coming in sight of Ellen’s Isle.,They all went off, a merry, noisy troop. And the disappearing sun was the last to say to Billy “Good-night.”,“Every tub must stan’ on its own bottom,” commented Mrs. Wopp. But even as she spoke, an unmistakable expression of gratified pride spread over her large motherly countenance.,“Do you know how ice cream is made, May Nell?” Jimmy asked to break the oppression.,“Billy! I’ll tell you what let’s do; we’ll make a circus ourselves!”,“I sorter hoped Moses’d take arter Uncle Josh, too,” she said, regretfully.,IT was a gray, cold day, unusual for May, the kind of day that accords with ill-nature. It reminded Billy of the incident of the opera when Rain and Storm, driven by his own insistence, had blown in on the stage quite out of season, and dragged off with them the remnants of winter. For the first Sunday since May Nell’s coming he took his wheel after dinner and went off alone. He was in accord with the sullen sky and air. In the morning he had answered his mother angrily; because Bouncer wished to play instead of coming through the gate when called, Billy had slammed it on his tail, knowing well that in a happier mood he would have been more careful.,“None of your nonsense,” replied the long-limbed pedestrian, his thankyou’s cut short by Moses’ cheerfulness.,“Wharfmaster, ahoy!” Billy hailed, as they came near the water’s edge. “Is all ship-shape?”,“What else did they do ’sides dancing, Betty?” questioned St. Elmo.,Not deigning to notice this irrelevant interruption the teacher proceeded..