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“I like Sunday School best ’cause I do things there.”,By this time, Nell was struggling with a dish of hard underdone crab-apples. She chased a refractory apple round and round in its small dish. Finally, with a feeling of triumph, she brought the apple to a halt. Alas! it did not yield to the prodding of the spoon, but bounced up and with an accuracy worthy of a better cause, landed on the eye of Howard Eliot. Betty, all this time feasting her eyes on the new-comer, and enjoying the unusual opulence of the table, burst into hearty laughter.,Fate led the trio to the theatre where Mr. Zalhambra was playing. Howard took his friends to a box and no sooner were they seated than he espied Nell and Betty.,“Say, little kid, what’s your name?” he asked, merrily, as he routed a great white cat from his own chair and placed it before the fire for the child.,“All right. I’m off!”,When the program was over Moses noticed enviously that Betty was so close to the orchestra that her ear was almost in the trombone.,“He will dig up a worm from the ground, an’ while the worm stands on one foot with droopin’ head the robin’ll pick it up an’ carry it orff to feed the baby robins.”,The man faced her abruptly. “The devil he knows!”,“That’s for Billy’s cats; mine need none,” Edith declared.,“Mosey, ef I darn yer socks fer a month would you let me hev’ two bits?”,Late that night when Billy’s mother followed him to the Fo’castle, he asked, “Are you pleased with it, little mother?”,“You romp!” came the disgusted voice once more. “You’d better cut your hair, and your skirts, and be a child again.”.