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CHAPTER VII THE FIGHT,“Bully for you, Ladybird. I’ve got a backer you see, sister.”,Mrs. Wopp’s bonnet with its imitation osprey looked as though adorned with fragments of barbed-wire. Her jet earrings seemed entirely superfluous as the lobes of her generous ears glowed like rubies.,“Oh, oh! It ran—across my—foot!” she gasped, and fell over.,She smiled faintly. “Then my feelings must be bloodthirsty, Billy. How dreadful!”,“I have to help sister, you know.”,“Mary Ellen Smith; but my mama calls me May Nell; and she says—she says ‘kid’ is vulgar.” The last words were very shy.,“He smiles sich a toothy grin,” commented Moses.,Jimmy had the trick ponies and the trained dogs. Teaching them was the chief joy of his life. What if there were only two ponies, and their spots were painted on? And what if the children had seen all the tricks over and over again? They were good as new each time. Besides, the ponies’ one brand-new trick, when at the crack of a whip they stood on their hind feet in unison, was so effective that it frightened May Nell. She saw it first in the barn; and when their shod hoofs came down she thought they would crash right through the floor.,CHAPTER III.—A DAY AT SCHOOL.,Jean changed the situation by proposing a toast to Billy’s new sister.,Warwick Bro’s & Rutter, Limited, Printers and Bookbinders, Toronto, Canada..