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On reaching the hay-loft all were seated with the least possible degree of discomfort on upturned soap-boxes and apple-boxes. Betty covered both windows with blankets and lit a lantern. She had constructed a pasteboard box with a large square opening and now set the lantern in such a way that a picture placed at the opening in the box was illuminated so that all could see it clearly. Betty showed her pictures in a well arranged order and her lively imagination supplied the connecting links in the story her lantern “slides” unfolded.,“Don’t you think the new teacher is jist lovely Moses, with her big shinin’ blue eyes an’ wavy black hair?” Betty eagerly enquired, “An’ aint her clothes lovely too?”,Early on the following afternoon the two boys found their way into front seats in the Sunday-school hall. The address was fairly well under way when the excitement of absorbing so much information in so short a space of time told on Moses’ constitution. His nose began to bleed. With a handkerchief like a small-sized counterpane applied to the offending nasal organ the boy tiptoed squeakily out of the room.,Clank! Clank! Clank!,“What yer whistlin’ so mournful like?” queried his mother, “makes me think of funerals an’ sich like; jist come in an’ help yer par with the stove-pipes, mebbe that’ll cheer you up.”,As he reached for his cap a door opposite the one through which he had passed opened, and the grey head of the sexton appeared.,“The fairies might git cross,” countered Betty.,Moses was whistling a dismal discordant air in the backyard when the voice of his mother smote his ears.,“Git in there, an’ no nonsense,” ordered Moses, who was chafing at the delay.,“Pull it tighter.”,“Well I’m not going to stay an’ play kid games,” Jimmy retorted loftily, and turned away.,“Pretty; and Charley will be Douglas, and—”.