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“Now hold his head between your hands and tell him not to touch me.” “But, Mose, you shorely didn’t fergit a sorft answer turneth away wrarth?” CHAPTER XIV IN THE HAUNTED HOUSE.
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Now the band came up, a troop of boys in gorgeous uniforms made of red calico and tinsel paper. A drum and fife kept tolerable time; but the wheezy harmonicas and paper-covered combs, the tin horns and clanging triangles, quite “covered” any tune the fife attempted. Yet what matter? It was a joyful noise; and even the horses kept step to the valiant drum. As the children left the school-house, Betty was met by Job. He appeared to be headed for a point at an angle of about forty-five degrees from his mistress, but it was only his corner-wise way of walking, caused by his defective eye. Notwithstanding his seemingly erratic course he reached Betty’s side and thrust his head into the pocket of her small pinafore. He found there what put him into high good humor. Gaily he strutted after his little mistress. Bringing up the rear came Moses shuffling along, accompanied by Jethro. He took from his pocket a huge bun. “Just like a football champion,” Billy interrupted. “Wisht I hed a chance to holler into one of them brass dinner-horns, too,” he grumbled..
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