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Every back bent a little lower. Every face flushed a little rosier under its coat of grime. Praise from Billy was all they asked. “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. “Smile, Moses, dern yer empty corn-cob face! Smile!” shouted one..
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The first act of the unwilling recruit was to bring into the house a coal-scuttle and large shovel, clanking them ominously as he walked. “Sure. All the kids. But Clarence especially,—he’s my son, you know.” Billy grinned. “She’s at Vine Hill—miles away; we’ll beat her if we hurry.” His words were a bit breathless. “What does that mean?” queried Moses..
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