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The King who Lost His Crown delight, for she felt that her feelings had been outraged by Tommie in days gone by. A score of voices took up the cry, "Ma, why can't I scrape out the big pot?" and the taunt went echoing down the Street.

The boy who lived in the candy shop learned that day, in the deepest depths of his heart, that the way of the transgressor is hard! 59