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“Why doesn’t your mama have a man to take care of the grounds?” she questioned after she had told him something of her parents and home.,“Yes, when you and sister turn gray getting it out of me. No, I’m going to do real work that will earn money; and I’m going to take this never-get-enough grub-basket of mine to a table where my own hands have earned the grub.”,“Sharpen these pencils, Moses, please, for the drawing lesson.”,“Holy Smoke! Be this the River Jording I’ve come ter?”,He returned his notes to his pocket with the assurance of one whose unreliable memory has been fortified and rendered infallible. Nevertheless the voluminous folds of Eliza Wopp’s cotton nightgown fluttered all night under the starry heavens.,“That’s Flash; he always works for his breakfast,” Billy pompously approved.,Moses and Betty were left to mind house, the admonishings of Mrs. Wopp being seasoned with picturesque if carelessly applied texts. The envious might hurl hisses, but Moses and Betty were invulnerable to all such assaults upon their anticipations of the day’s freedom with its already planned joys.,“Salute your partner,” yelled Geordie Hodgekiss, the first caller-off.,“Then he walked back as slowly and dignifiedly as a minister,—isn’t ‘dignifiedly’ an awkward word? I wonder if it is right?”,“Singe my hair ef I do, let’s hev some more doin’s,” rebelled Moses.,In a cage of wire netting bearing the legend, “The Roc—The Egg,” the uncomfortable gander swayed and craned his neck; and all but his voice was satisfactory. In the bottom of the cage a whitewashed stone the size of a small pumpkin did duty as the egg.,“Tremendous long visit,” Billy taunted; “what’d you come for? Another donation for my new sister?”.