The Alter Ego Effect: The Power of Secret Identities to Transform Your Life

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Billy felt his head lift a little higher at his mother’s words; felt a new standard of honor and independence leap into being. The house was too small for him. He ran out into the summer evening, down the hill to the big rock that overhangs Runa Creek. The stars were beginning to shine, and he could hear the tinkle of the water below. Bouncer rubbed against him, and Billy hugged him to the peril of the old dog’s breath.,“Land O’ Goshen! Ye’ve a peck of nails in the wall orlready. You couldn’t add two an’ two without wrappin’ up yer thumb an’ countin’ what’s left,” remonstrated Mrs. Wopp.,One tall, ambitious girl contributed a unique float called, “Lot’s Wife Looking Backward.” She had not been certain of the color for the desert, consequently had made the whole thing, including the wagon, the boys, and herself snowy white. She had copied an old Bible picture, carrying out the idea with sheets, and such liberal doses of flour, that only a heavy dew was needed to turn the float to dough instead of salt. However, the sun shone, and the addition of diamond dust over all made a very realistic picture that Billy praised heartily.,“Wartch yer team Moses,” commanded Mrs. Wopp from the back seat of the democrat.,“Are you as old as us? We’re seven,” Vilette said a bit loftily, as she discovered herself taller than May Nell.,“A whale is a fish bigger nor a house,” answered Pete, with ready assurance.,“Here Mosey,” said Betty, “is a tin crown. You can fasten it on with this wire. See?”,Jean hid a queer little smile that she could not repress.,“Elmo saw some gween and white faywies,” he fabricated, “and wanted Mudgie to see them too.”,The best of all was a letter from Jimmy, scrawled with his left hand.,“All right. I’m off!”,“Then you don’t love yer li’l sister ef you don’t want her to look like you.” Betty almost wept..