The two little girls with shining
faces went together to God's house, and One above looked down and
smiled upon them.
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THE MYSTERY IN BILLY'S YARD.
"Something's going on over to our place."
Billy Wells walked into the school yard at noon with a face which
showed that the "something" was very important indeed. The other boys
gathered in a little crowd about him.
"What is it, Billy?"
[Illustration: "We sit in the same row," said Mabel.]
"Tell us, Billy."
"It's--somebody that's come there--"
"What for?"
"To stay, I guess. Acts that way."
"Friends of the folks?"
"No, we've never seen 'em before."
"Do you mean some kind of a tramp?"
"What's he doing?"
"Seems to be building a house."
"A house? Well, that sounds queer."
"Whereabouts?"
"In my father's back yard."
"Billy, you're joking."
"It's as true as I stand here."
"Well, go on and tell more about it. Did he skulk 'round as if he was
afraid?"
"Not a bit of it."
"Did he see you?"
"Well," Billy hesitated a little. "I didn't go so very near him."
"That's best for you," one of the boys shook his head wisely. "You
never can tell what these tramp fellows may be up to.
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