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“This is like the cup I had at Mrs. Newman’s, in Calgary,” said Betty, then turning to Nell she asked, “Do you ’member the lovely chiner cups at Mrs. Newman’s, time Mr. Zalhamber was there?”,“And I’m always going to be your little girl, too,” the child pleaded; “so Billy must be my papa’s little boy.”,“They smell like the sunbeams was sprinklin’ them with scent,” she declared as she and Moses brought the last basketful into the house. Mrs. Wopp’s nightgown of ample proportions was left out a little longer being still somewhat damp.,“She can’t, you know; she and sister have to work hard to make what we spend now. I don’t do half enough myself.”,The gentle words, the tender touch, the comfort and hope in her words, unlocked his lips and he told what he had thought to keep forever untold.,“We hev a homestead an’ pre-emption, Miss Gordon, but only work a hundred acres or thereabout. We run stock on the rest of it, aint that the how of it Lize?” Mr. Wopp looked to his help-meet for corroboration.,Mrs. Bennett smiled. She thought they could have had no trouble in locating Billy.,Mrs. Bennett knew better than Billy how much thumping a boy could live through; and reassured him while she took off his soiled garments, and started below for hot water and remedies.,He felt his mother start. “You’re too young for hard work, Billy; you do enough as it is.”,“A perfectly gorgeous occasion,” Bess supplemented.,Out of the tail of her eye Betty noted this little touch of sentiment and was much impressed.,“Not yet, but they must all go to-night.”.