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“Ef you could only see how you look, Betty. You must hev some eyebrows somehow.” “St. Elmo’s lost, Ma,” wailed Maria. “We can’t find him and he’s wandered down the creek.” but I can.
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Betty picked him a small bouquet. She knew that in the child’s hot grasp the flowers would soon droop and she loved them so dearly that she grieved to see them wither and die. St. Elmo, however, was not satisfied. “Is theh faywies wound heah, Betty? Can they see us?” inquired the little boy in awe-struck tones. “I’ll not make a noise, and I’ll—I’ll try not to cry; but I’m afraid I’ll ha-have t-to,” she faltered, struggling to hide her eyes that grew moist in spite of herself. “I c’d eat a rhindoceros,” he confided to Clarence..
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