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“Dad an’ Mosey don’t look orful happy,” she laughed. “Smile at me, Mosey.” “Warsh yer ban’s, Mosey, an’ Par, an’ come on, Mar, here’s yer tea an’ crackers. Wisht I hed a piece of jelly-roll.” “Now Mis’ Stephens, call the boys,” requested Mrs. Wopp who was the busiest of the group..
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"The pilot," said Captain Acton, "was John Andrews. Was he on board, do you know?"I tried logging in using my phone number and I
was supposed to get a verification code text,but didn't
get it. I clicked resend a couple time, tried the "call
me instead" option twice but didn't get a call
either. the trouble shooting had no info on if the call
me instead fails.There was
He looked at his own legs. Time had somewhat shrunk them.
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“You look orful, jist like you was growin’ a pair of speckled toothbrushes. What ’ll Mar say? You carn’t go to school like that.” “I want Howard Eliot,” she cried, “he can sing so lovely, an’ I want Miss Gordon, she’s so comfortin’.” “Bear up aft there!” Billy commanded; and “Ay, ay, sir,” came back in equally nautical language. “That ole bantam has shore got some speeditood,” reflected Moses, in gasps, as he made several futile plunges for Tillie..
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