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‚ÄúOh, Mrs. Sloane, won‚Äôt you come over to our house at once?‚ÄĚ he gasped. ‚ÄúThe baby, he‚Äôs got colic, and ma‚Äôs just wild, and he‚Äôs all black in the face. OH MISSUS SLOANE WON'T YOU COME OVER TO OUR HOUSE AT ONCE HE GASPED THE BABY'S GOT COLIC AND MAMMA'S JEST WILD AND HE'S ALL BLACK IN THE FACE
auctions and buying things that nobody else would buy. Ma Sloane‚Äôs patient endeavours of over thirty years had been able to effect only a partial reform. Sometimes Pa heroically refrained from going to an auction for six months at a time; then he would break out worse than ever, go to all that took place for miles around, and come home with a wagonful of misfits. His last exploit had been to bid on an old dasher churn for five dollars--the boys ‚Äúran things up‚ÄĚ on Pa Sloane for the fun of it--and bring it home to outraged Ma, who had made her butter for fifteen years in the very latest, most up-to-date barrel churn. To add insult to injury this was the second dasher churn Pa had bought at auction. That settled it. Ma decreed that henceforth she would chaperon Pa when he went to auctions. But this was the day of Pa‚Äôs good angel. When he drove up to the door where Ma was waiting, a breathless, hatless imp of ten flew into the yard, and hurled himself between Ma and the wagon-step.  SLOANE'S DISSIPATION WAS GOING TO AUCTION'S AND BUYING THINGS THAT NOBODY ELSE WOULD BUY MASLOANE'S PATIENT ENDEAVOURS OF OVER THIRTY YEARS HAD BEEN ABLE TO EFFECT ONLY A PARTIAL REFORM SOMETIMES PA HEROICALLY AFRAID FROM GOING TO AN AUCTION FOR SIX MONTH AT A TIME THAT HE WOULD BREAK OUT WORSE THAN EVER TO GO GO TO ALL THAT TOOK PLACE FOR MILES AROUND AT CUB HOB WITH WAGONS OF MISFIT HIS LAX EXPLOIT HAD BEEN TO BID ON AN OLD DASHER CHUNGE FOR FIVE DOLLARS THE BOYS WOUND THINGS UP ON PUS LOAN FOR THE FUN OF IT AND BRING IT HOME TO OUTRATE MA WHO HAD MADE HER BUTTER FOR FIFTEEN YEARS IN THE VERY LATEST MOST UP TO DATE BARREL CHURN TO ADD INSULT TO INJURY THIS WAS THE SECOND DASHER CHURN PA HAD BOUGHT AN AUCTION THAT FILLED IT MY DECREED THAT HENCEFORTH SHE WOULD CHAP ON PA WHEN HE WENT TO AUCTION'S BUT THIS WAS THE DAY OF PA'S GOOD ANGEL WHEN HE DROVE UP TO THE DOOR WHERE MA WAS WAITING A RED SLIPPED HATLESS IMP OF TIN FLEW INTO THE YARD AND HURLED HIMSELF BETWEEN MA AND THE WAGON STEP
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