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Mrs. Mifsud threw up her hands in dismay. It was a blessing that even her loyal soul must yield to nature’s balm of passing time; in wholesome companionship and the fragrant warmth of a country spring she somewhat forgot the grief that would otherwise have worn to death her frail little body. “Did you forget their breakfast, Billy?” the child questioned earnestly..
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BILLY did not lift his face from the pillow; he was striving to steady throat and voice. Moses adored his little foster-sister when she was well; but sick, his adoration turned to blind worship. For several days Betty had been ill. Moses’ religion, bottled up during care-free days, burst forth in foam of intercession for Betty’s return to health. “Yes. And the fire worse. Why can’t you have a refugee?” “White eyebrows child! What are you talkin’ about? Yer eyebrows are blacker nor that stove.”.
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