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Thurston laughed and lifted the gurgling Peter high in the air. "Good night, old chap!" he said "Hurry up and come to school!" "I'm 'bout ready now!" piped Peter. "I can read 'Up up my boy day is not the time for sleep the dew will soon be gone' with the book upside down,  can't I, Muddy?" THURSTON LAUGHED AND LIFTED THE GURGLING PETER HIGH IN THE AIR GOOD NIGHT OLD CHAP HE SAID HURRY UP AND COME TO SCHOOL I'M BOUT READY NOW PIPED PETER I CAN READ UP UP MY BOY DAY IS NOT THE TIME FOR SLEEP THE DEW WILL SOON BE GONE WITH THE BOOK UPSIDE DOWN CAN'T I MUDDY
utside. To him it looked like a room conjured up by some magician in a fairy tale. He fell into the rocking-chair and looked at his own fire; gazed about at the cheerful crimson glow that radiated from the dazzling drugget, in a state of puzzled ecstasy, till he caught sight of a card lying near the lamp,--"A birthday present from three mothers who value your work for their boys and girls." He knew Mrs. Carey's handwriting, so he sped to the Yellow House as soon as his supper was over, and now, in the presence of the whole family, he felt tongue-tied and wholly unable to express his gratitude. It was bed time, and the young people melted away from the fireside. "Kiss your mother good-night, sweet Pete," said Nancy, taking the reluctant cherub by the hand. "'_Hoc opus, hic labor est_,' Mr. Thurston, to get the Peter-bird upstairs when once he is down. Shake hands with your future teacher, Peter; no, you mustn't kiss him; little boys don't kiss great Latin scholars unless they are asked.  HE ENTERED THE ROOM OUT OF THE STORM OUTSIDE TO HIM IT LOOKED LIKE A ROOM CONJURED UP BY SOME MAGICIAN IN A FAIRY TALE HE FELL INTO THE ROCKING CHAIR AND LOOKED AT HIS OWN FIRE GAZED ABOUT AT THE CHEERFUL CRIMSON GLOW THAT RADIATED FROM THE DAZZLING DRUGGET IN A STATE OF PUZZLED ECSTASY TILL HE CAUGHT SIGHT OF A CARD LYING NEAR THE LAMP A BIRTHDAY PRESENT FROM THREE MOTHERS WHO VALUE YOUR WORK FOR THEIR BOYS AND GIRLS HE KNEW MISSUS CAREY'S HANDWRITING SO HE SPED TO THE YELLOW HOUSE AS SOON AS HIS SUPPER WAS OVER AND NOW IN THE PRESENCE OF THE WHOLE FAMILY HE FELT TONGUE TIED AND WHOLLY UNABLE TO EXPRESS HIS GRATITUDE IT WAS BEDTIME AND THE YOUNG PEOPLE MELTED AWAY FROM THE FIRESIDE KISS YOUR MOTHER GOOD NIGHT SWEET PETE SAID NANCY TAKING THE RELUCTANT CHAIR BY THE HAND HAK OPUS HICCLABOR EST MISTER THURSTON TO GET THE PETER BIRD UPSTAIRS ONCE HE IS DOWN SHAKE HANDS WITH YOUR FUTURE TEACHER PETER NO YOU MUSTN'T KISS HIM LITTLE BOYS DON'T KISS GREAT LATIN SCHOLARS UNLESS THEY ARE ASKED
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