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“Now Moses,” announced his mother, “Jist for a change an’ rest like, turn this here separator.” “Jist as soon’s you finish yer dinner an’ yer noon chores, Moses, I want you to go weed them beets,” instructed Mrs. Wopp. “The weeds is chokin’ them out an’ I see the gophers has been eatin’ some o’ them, too.” By the time the deep apple-pie was brought in, raised in the centre by a cup, he had become facetious, and turning a mirthful countenance to Nell, he whispered audibly, “Isn’t it just like Fuji Yama?” Before Nell could answer, Betty broke in..
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“Are you as old as us? We’re seven,” Vilette said a bit loftily, as she discovered herself taller than May Nell. Mrs. Wopp’s suggestion had an immediate and salutary effect on the boy. In this mood he turned into the main road and came upon Jackson limping, bloody, and crying. “I guess ours’ll be a grown-up chap; but I wish he’d be a boy my size. How do you guess poor old San Francisco looks to-day?”.
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