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The frenzied cries of the child were distinctly audible in the kitchen where sat Mrs. Mifsud and Mrs. Wopp, the latter busily engaged in mending a pile of socks. Both ladies sprang to their feet and hurried through the open door towards the garden, Mrs. Wopp still wearing a half-darned sock on her left hand and scattering others as she ran. They were followed by Betty, who had been filling her watering-can from the rain-barrel and had also heard the cries of the frightened child.,Moses was whistling a dismal discordant air in the backyard when the voice of his mother smote his ears.,“Good-by Dad and Mar and Mosey,” called Betty as she sped down the path toward the school-house.,“It’s my doin’s, Mar,” said Betty, “I made it orl up outer my head.”,The audience made an impetuous dash to the scene of the fatality and as he stooped over the dripping yellow-frocked figure a jolt of even greater proportions upset the bucket entirely; a deluge of the unsavory mixture almost knocked off his knightly helmet and trickled from its rusty edges till he looked like a very rotund and rakish Don Quixote.,“A perfectly gorgeous occasion,” Bess supplemented.,“Ten? You won’t think of playing with us, then. Ma thought you’d be just our age.”,“Arsk a blessin’, Ebenezer.”,‘The antlered monarch of the waste,The child seeing the twinkle in the older eyes, laughed aloud; and, wrapped in a voluminous apron, began the first task that had ever left its stain on her pretty fingers.,“Their knifes bin too dull, and she must quick be done,” Max apologized to Billy on his inspection trips.,“Orl right, you rascalashus coaxer, an’ go make some tea an’ fetch some crackers an’ cheese an’ we’ll orl hev a bite.”.