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Updated: May 3, 2025
Across the alley came the voices of tired, happy children, in the appeal for an encore. "Mer-tun, please let him do it to you again." "Mer-tun, please let him do it to you again." And to the back porch came Mrs.
"Yes, sir," said Merton, and plodded on up the alley, followed at a respectful distance by the Ransom kiddies, who at once resumed their vocal exercises. "He throwed you off right into the dirt, didn't he, Merton? Mer-tun, didn't he throw you off right into the dirt?" If it were inevitable he wished that they would come closer. He would even have taken little Woodrow by the hand.
But they kept far enough back of him to require that their voices should be raised. Incessantly the pitiless rain fell upon him "Mer-tun, he throwed you off right into the dirt, didn't he, Merton?" He turned out of the alley up Spruce Street. The Ransom children lawlessly followed, forgetting their good home, their poor, sick mother and the rules she had laid down for their Sabbath recreation.
At every moment the shrill cry reached his burning ears, "Mer-tun, didn't he throw you off?" The kiddies appeared to believe that Merton had not heard them, but they were patient. Presently he would hear and reassure them that he had, indeed, been thrown off right into the dirt. Now he began to meet or pass early churchgoers who would gaze at him in wonder or in frank criticism.
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