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"Why, I thought you were to be the bear," said Polly, in surprise. "I am, and Mr. Tisbett's black horses, and " "You can't be two horses, Joe," said Polly. "Dear me. Ben must be one of them." "Well, I'm going to be Bill, anyway," said Joel, in alarm. "Ben can be Jerry. And I'm going to be Mr. Tisbett and make 'em go." "You can't be Mr. Tisbett if you're Bill," said Polly, in distress.
"But it may, Joel," said little Davie, fearfully. "No, it isn't going to," said Joel, confidently. "Mamsie said we were to be good boys," said David, after a pause, in which Joel was lost in the wildest imaginings of sometime driving Mr. Tisbett's black horses. "Don't you know she did, Joey?" twitching his arm. "Well, I'm going to be good. I'm always good," said Joel, jerking away his arm.
Tisbett's brawny right hand. "Kindly bring our traps to the little brown house; here, father, take my arm," and he ran after the tall figure, picking its way along the frozen road. "Hey what's this?" exclaimed Mr. Tisbett, looking into the center of his fur mitten, "five dollars! Gee thumps! I ain't a-goin' to take it, after shaking that old party almost to pieces."
"I can't hold my whip," cried Joel in distress, after a minute or so of bowling along on the road to Boxford, accompanied with much shouting to Mr. Tisbett's pair of black horses, and excitement generally as the stage-driver tried to get out of the way of the great number of teams on the turnpike. "O dear, it ain't any fun without the whip!" and the whole establishment came to a dead stop.
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