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She shook her head. “When Moses is growed up, Mar, I think it ’ud be jist lovely fer him to be in the Mounted P’lice. He’s so clever at findin’ things an’ he’d look jist grand in the clothes,” enthused Betty. Enjoying the spectacle, Henry the pet rooster stood on the rail-fence crowing lustily in chanticleer derision..
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“Moses,” she directed, “git an empty apple-box fer the burnt orfferin’s.” As the stove door opened for the intrepid Moses, out flew Tillie the white bantam hen now as black as a crow with soot. She fluttered into the face of Moses who was kneeling before the stove. There was a stir in the room. His mother stood—May Nell, too—and the cat stretched lazily on the couch. Sister Edith followed the guests to the porch, as did his mother and the little girl—the room was empty! He opened the kitchen door, tried to hasten noiselessly, yet thought he clattered like a threshing machine. Into the living-room he crept, and lumbered softly up the stairs that seemed a mile long. “I like ‘Ladybird,’ but not ‘bully,’” the little girl returned shyly..
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