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CHAPTER IX RED GOOSE FLESH,Warwick Bro’s & Rutter, Limited, Printers and Bookbinders, Toronto, Canada.,“Smile, Moses, dern yer empty corn-cob face! Smile!” shouted one.,“Good-by Dad and Mar and Mosey,” called Betty as she sped down the path toward the school-house.,A three-legged rooster appeared. And Sir Thomas Katzenstein, according to schedule, roamed his box in great agitation, though in fine form, impressively carrying out the label on his cage, “Baby Royal Bengal Tiger.”,“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.,“Our house isn’t big enough.”,Jean hid a queer little smile that she could not repress.,“But this is the time my mama needs me,” May Nell sobbed; “Sunday night in the two-light time, before the stars come out, really, and when the shadow people creep from the corners and blink at you.”,At the door of the Crump household, Moses stood before the daughter of the house who answered the bell, burning hot with the fever of an overwhelming embarrassment. His body glowed so that steam might have been seen arising from his dripping garments. He almost yearned for incarceration in an ice-house. His personal pulchritude had not been enhanced by the experience and the critical eyes of the young girl failed to express any degree of admiration or sympathy. More than ever Moses longed for the encircling arms of Betty.,“Why doesn’t the Gang come, mamma?” he asked, returning the kiss he knew was one ahead for his natal day.,But another and unexpected crash followed, and a shower of burning oil shot up and caught May Nell’s flimsy paper frock..