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“Gosh! My throat feels like I’d been garglin’ with a bumble bee,” he exclaimed. Greatly refreshed, he did full justice to the difficult roles of combined driver and audience. Jethro, delighted with the new game, tore madly round the yard, barking shrilly and demanding more speed. But Job, running sadly corner-wise, was destined from the start for a losing race. As that energetic lady bustled about the kitchen the same evening setting the bread, her voice rose in a series of trills and other embellishments as she sang “Where is my wanderin’ boy to-night?” The inexorable portrait on the wall seemed to gaze down on the recalcitrant youth with disapproval..
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“Try a mile with this can and see where you come out in the race.” “You’re George Rideout Smith’s kid, ain’t you?” Billy turned the bulky papers over and over as if to gather some hint of their meaning from fold and stiffness. “What is it, Mr. Smith?” he asked wonderingly. “It looks jist as ef the sun had crept into that corner at larst,” she decided..
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