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“O mother, how can there be joy if life is all work and never any fun?” He took her hand and pressed it against his cheek. CHAPTER XI GOOD-NIGHT IN THE FO’CASTLE 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..
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