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"Do you believe that ' all blussinge
flowfrom God?" asked Hemstead of
o Forrest.
"I suppose so, according to Old
Hundred," ho said lightly,
" You don't ' suppose so' at all Julian.
You know it, as we all do, however wo
may act," said Lottie, with emphasis,
" With such a belief I would at least
treat Him with respect," said Hemstead
quietly. "I should be sorry to be under
deep and continued obligations to One
toward whom I failed in ordinary
courtesy.
" I knew it was wrong," muttered
Bello, " but—"
u I have no such belief," said Has
court, "' so your sharp homily does not
apply to me."
" Whore do your blessings come
from ?" asked Hemstead.
" Well, those I don't get out of my
clients from where this snow does—the
laws and forces of nature."
" Your faith is like the snow, I think,
very cold."
" If it's cold in winter, it's warm in
summer," retorted he fir pantly; and
Addie giggled approvingly, for the
reason that it sounded flippant and
smart.
They had now reached the hamlet of
Scrub Oaks, in the centre of which was
a small house that seemed burstingevith
light and noire. Whenever the door
opened it appeared to fly open from a
pressure within.
De Forrest acted as escort to the
ladies, while Hemstead accompanied
Harcourt in his effort to find a sheltered
place for the horses. This pleased the
young lawyer, and he said, good-
naturedly :
" Don't think, Mr. Hemstead, that I
do not respect your honest convictions,
and I meant no slur upon them. You
take things too seriously."
"I suppose we all ought to make more
allowance for what is said in mere sport
and repartee," said Hemstead. "But
what to you as law and force is to me a
personal God and Friend. You know
that there are some names—like that of
mother and wife—that are too sacred
for jest."
" Thus people misjudge and misunder-
stand each other, simply. because they
see things from different points of
view ;" replied Harcourt. " Do Forrest
provokes me, however. He was, no
doubt, worthy of the name, for he reads
nothing save the sporting now and
fashionable literature of the day, and
yet ho likes to give the impression that
he is with us, who road books and
think."
" If you will only read fairly, Mr.
Harcourt, I have no fears but that in
bimo you will think rightly. An honest
jury must bear both sides and have no
prejudices."
The yoleng mon now sought the rest
of the party, who had squeezed their
way into the little parsonage that
seemed so replete with life and bustle,
that it appeared lik a social bombshell,
with effervescing human nature as an
explosive material, and might burst into
fragments any moment.
and liarcourt found them in character.
idle conditions. Addie's and Do For.
rest's elegant noses wero decidedly
retrouto; Belle appeared both diegusted
and frightened, while Lottio's .face worn
an expression of intense and amused
curiosity. She was seeing " the other
set ,' to her her heart's content, and all
was ea new and strange as if she had b
visited another land.
Harcourt joined Addle, and they oom-
teenood whispering satirical criticisms f
on the remarks and manners of those
around, Hemstead's interest mainly
centered hi watching Lottio, and m
noting the effect of her contact with
plain and uncultured people. He was
glad ho did not see the repnleion of a
little mind anda narrow nature, as was
the case with most of the others.
Though it was evident that she had no
sympathy with them, nor for them, j
there was intelligent interest and wide.
awake curiosity. While the others
were encasing themselves in exclusive
pride, she was eager to investigate and
get en rapport with this new phase of
humanity, But tramolled by her city
ideas, she felt that she could not speak
to any onewithout the formality of an
introduction. But the ice was broken
for her unexpectedly. Fooling her
dress pulled, she turned and found e
very stout old lady sittting near her,
who asked in a loud whisper:
" Been down to supper yet?"
"No," said Lottie, " I don't wish
any
" I do, but I'm afraid I won't get
none. You see I'm big and clumsy any
way, and now I'm so lame with rheu.
matin that I kin hardly move."
" Ib's too bad," said Lottie patheti-
cally, but with a swift, comical glance
at the others.
"" Yes, it's kinder prful to bo so help-
less," said the old woman with a cam.
placent sigh, delighted at having o
sympathetic auditor. I'm dreadfully
afeard I won't git no supper. I'm like
the withered man at the pool of Bethes-
dy. Whenever they are ready fat
a nether batch, ' while I'm a cumin'
another steppeth down before me."
" Well, you are net very much withered,
that's one comfort to be thankful for,"
said Lottie.
" to be thankful for my sup-
per, if I could only get a chance," per-
sisted the old woman.
"You shall have a chance. When is
the pool troubled ? When shall we put
you in?"
" There l now is the time," said hot
now acquaintance, dropping barefooted
and pious tone, and speaking with
sharp eagerness. " See, one batch is
comic up, and 'nuther is going down."
" Mr. Hemstead, will you assist me in
escorting this old lady to the supper
table?"
liemstead's face was aglow with ap-
proval, and he instantly complied, while
tho others,understanding Lottie butter,
wore convulsed with laughter.
It was no easy sling for them united-
ly to manage the hobbling mountain of
flesh. When they came to the steep,
narrow stairway, matters wero still
more serious.
You shall go first," whisperedLottie
to Hemstead, " foeif the should fall on
me—good-bye, Lotie Marsden."
Hemstead patiently, carefully, and
with the utmost deference, assisted the
helpless creature down the stairs.
" You are as polite to her as if she
worn aduchess," said Lottie in a low
tone.
" She is more than a duchess. She is
a woman," he replied.
Lottie gavo him a quick, pleased
look, but said, " Such old-fashioned
chivalry is out of date, Mr. Hem -
stead."
He's right, miss," said tho old
woman sharply,'"I'm not Dutch."
Lottie dropped behind to Lido her
merriment at this speech, and Hem -
stead appeared, with his charge cling-
ing to bis arm, at the kitchen door,
which her ample form nearly filled.
"My sakes o' lives I Auntie Lammer,
how did you get down here," said Mrs.
Gubling. " We hain't ready for you
yet."
" No matter," said Mrs. Lammer, "I
thank the marries Pyo got down safe,
and I'm goin' to stop till I get my
supper."
" Can I help you ?" asked Lottio,
glancing curiously around the room.
They looked with even more curiosity
at her; and a strange contrast she
made, in her rich and tasteful costume
and rare beauty, with those plain, mid.
;Ile -aged, hard-working women, and the
small, dingy room.
For a moment they stared at her
'without reply, then gavo each other a
few suggestive nudges; and Airs.
Ithamin wit about to speak rather
slightingly. whoa good-natured Mrs.
Gubling said;
" You're very kind, miss, but you
don't look cut out for our work. Bo-
sides, my dear, it's an orful dangerous
place down here. I'm afraid we'll gib
eat up ourselves before the evening is
over. Pm sure you would be if you
stayed, I wouldn't mind taking a bite
myself," and tho good woman and her
assistants laughed heartily over this
standing joke of the evening, while
Auntie Lammer, seeing that Mrs.
Gubling was the leading spirit of the
supper -room, quivered m all her vast
proportions with politic and propitious
mirth.
All this was inexpressibly funny to
Lq,tio, who had the keenest sense of
the absurd, andwitha sign to Hemstead
she drew him away, saying:
" This exceeds any play I ever saw.
I didn't knowpeople who were not act-
ing could be so queer and comical,"
"Wall, Miss Lottie," ho said as they
ascended the stairs, " I admit that
;humanity everywhero often has its ridi-
culous side, but I have been laughed
at too mach myself to enjoy laughiug at
others."
"And why should yeti bo laughed ab
so much?"
"I suppose it is the fate of overgrown,
tavo ceased to be a stranger to nee, I
have remarked before today, that I
knew you ]letter than some I bad seen
Leone childhood,"
"I am liapPy to sety that I wish to
Conceal nothing." �.
+' Few cansay that.
" Oh, I don't moan to say that I am
atter than other people, only that it's
best to appear just what we are.
People should be like coin, worth their
ae0—"
"I was in search of you," intorruptod
De Forrest, as they stood talking a
moment near the stake in the hall.
" We did not know but that the sylph
you escorted away, had made a supper
on Hemstead, with you as a relish.
Have you seen enough of this boar -
garden yet ?"
"No, indeed," said Lottie; " am
ustbeginning to enjoy myself."
From openly staring at and criticising
the party from Mrs. Marclnnont's, tho
young people began to grow aggressive,
and from class prejudices, were inclined
to be hostile. Thera wero whispered
consultations, and finally, one well-
known habitue of the store and tavern
thought he could cover himself 'with
glory by a trick, and at the same time
secure a kiss from Lottie, the prettiest.
The conspiracy ryas soon formed. A
kissing game in one of the upper rooms
was suspended for s, moment, and ono
of the tall girls accompanied him down
as if they were a delegation, and on the
principle that in . designs against a
woman a female confederate is always
helpful in disarming fear and sus-
picion.
He approached Lottie with the best
manners he could assume, and said:
" We are having some gamesupstairs.
Perbaps you would like to join us. We'd
like to have you."
"Do come," added the tall girl," they
aro real nice."
"Certainly," said Lottia, 'who was
now ready' for another adventure.
" Come; let us all go."
" The others needn't come unless they
want to," said the young man, for he
didn't relish the lawyer's . presence,
whom he knew by reputation, nor the
searching look of the tallstranger whom
he did not know.
" Mr. Hemstead, you and Julian
come," said Lottie, and as they ascend-
ed the stairs she studied this new
specimen of Scrub Oaks, who was a
loafer of the 'village as De Forrest was
an idler of the town. They both be-
longed to the some genus, though the
latter would have rerouted such estate-
ment as the foulest insult.
The manners and the smart, loud
finery of her new acquaintance, amused
Lottie very much. When they reached
the room, they found it full of whisper-
ing, giggling young peeeple.
The tall girl, as instructed, said,
"Now let us form a ring with our hands
on this rope."
This having been done, she said,
"Now 1YIr. Shabb, you must go inside
first ;" and than with a nudge to Lottie,
" He'll try to hit our hands with his,
and if he hits your hands you will have
to go inside the ring."
'What else ho would do she left to be
disclosed by action.
Then he of the flaming necktie and
bulging cheek took his place with a
twinkling eye that meant mischief. Dc
Forrest and Hemstead declined to rimy,
but the latter slipped forward audstood
near Lottie. IIe was not sure, but
dimly remembered seeing this game
before, when it was not played so in-
nocently as tho tall girl had de-
scribed.
The young rustic made extravagant
but purposely vain efforts to strike the
hands of others, and Lottie watched
the scene with laughing curiosity. Sud-
denly he wheeled around and struck her
hands sharply ; and to her horrified
surprise, it seemed but a second later
that his repulsive face was almost
against her own. But something came
between, and starting bank, she saw the
baffled youth imprint a fervent kiss ou
the back of Hemstead's hand.
There was a Loud laugh at him from
those who expected to laugh with him.
He swaggered up to Hemstead, and
said threateningly
" What do you mean?"
" What do you mean ?" asked Lottie,
confronting him with blazing eyes. " It
is well this gentleman interposed. 1.f
you had succeeded in your insult I
should have bad you punished in a way
that you should not soon forget."
"It's only part of the gan-,+," mutter-
ed he, abashed by hermanner.
Part of the game ?"
"Yes," giggled the tall girl, faintly;
" it's a kissing game."
" Did you know it was such ?" asked
Lottie, indignantly, of De Forrest and
Hemstead.
"Indeed I did not," said De Forrest,
"and if you say so, I'll give this follow a
flogging, any way."
" Como right out and do it now," was
the pert response.
" All I can say is, Miss Marsden," ex-
plained Hemstead, "that I suspected
something wrong and took meanstopre-
vent it. How these nice•looking girls
oau allow this fellow to kiss them is
more than I can understand."
" No lady would," said Lottie, as sho
swept, disdainfully out; ands under the
withering influence of these remarks,
kissing games languished the rest ofthe
evening; only young children and a fe
of the coarse -natured ones participating.
Bub soon the absurdity of the whole
scene overcome Lottie, and she laughed
till the tears stood in her oyes. el
.Ag they were slowly descending the
, stairs a faded little woman said:
"I'm glad to see you enjoying your-
self, Miss Marchmont, It was vary kind
of yon and yank party to comp 00 fan"
"" I'nl not Muss Marohment," said
Lottie, "" though "owe with her."
i "Well, as the minister's wife 1 would
like her and all lior party to know of
our grateful appreciation."
"You thanic us beyond our deserts
But aro you the minister's wife? 1 an
"CHAPTER TI.
THE OTHER SET."
The minister and his wife wero
scarcely host and hostess on this occa-
sion, as a self-appointed committee of
ladies had taken upon themselves the
duty, but, like all corporations, this com-
mittee had no soul and a very indefinite
body. No one knew just who they were,
or *Macre to find them, and some of the
members, in the bewilderment of unac-
customed official position and boners,
seemed to have lost themselves, and
bustled all over the house about as aim-
lessly as decapitated hens. Tho more
staid and practical sisters of the com-
mittee were down in the kitchen, breath-
lessly setting tables which were almost
as speedily cleared by people whose
appetites were as keen as the winter
night without.
I do declare,' ejaculated Mrs.
Gubling, as one devastating tableful
rose lingeringly from the repast and an-
other flock began to gather in hungry
expectancy at the door, " I do declare,
Pm near beat out. Is this a starvin'
community? At this rate they'll eat up
all there is in the bouse, and the minister
and his wife and babies into the bar-
gain."
"" Well," said Mrs. Rhamm, conveying
the last bit of corned beef which had
been reluctanbiy loft upon the plate as
u manners," to a rather capaciousmouth,
u if they would eat up some of tho babies
it wouldn't be so bad.I don't see why
poor ministers will have so many
babies."
"" The Lord takes care of 'em. We
don't," suggested Mee. Gubling.
" We all do our part, I 'spore. The
worst of it is, that it. malice ,rt encore-
fortable for a church to give a small
salary."'
".I wish our church was more uncom-
fortable, then. It's a shame we give Mr.
Dlimm only six hundred, But come, if
we don't gib another table sot they'll eat
US 1 d like to see 'cin," taid Mrs.
Rhamni with a disdainful sniff.
" Well, yen be a bit old and tough,"
chuckled Mrs. Gubling.
With the solace of this sally, wbieh
seemed true, if slot true wit, these hard,
Watered mothers iii Tfrael set about
their task with the deftness that long
experience gives.
At the bine Do Forrest convoyed the
ladies into the hall; the epstair Deem -
bora of the committees wore buzsing
around sommeliero else, for there `was
no one to receive them. They wore
gradually hustled or carried into the
tarloror main room,aud here IIemstead
azvkwvard boys, who ]lava it tendency
to blurt out the truth bra all oeeee
sloes."
"Suet a tendouoy as that will
always make yon .trouble, I a00u1e
y.C11,"
Oh, there goesmy babqq,'rsaid Mrs.
Dlimm, "I thought 1 ]lira] it before,"
and she was about to beaten on.
"May I not go evit11 you and see the
baby ?" said Lettio,
What mother ever refused such a re-
clued
e•
cuest? In a moment Lotbie was in the
ono small room in which, on this per-
t moue' oeomsion, the throe younger
"rhildron wore huddled, the others being
old eeong11 to take pert in what, to
Blom, was the greatest excitement of
their lives, thus far.
Lottie looked curiously around with the
quick appreciative eye by which ladies
seem to gather accurately at a glance
the effect of a custom() and the style and
character of an apartment and its aeon.
pants. but she politely, and from a
certain innate interest, gavo such
attention to the baby as to win the
mother's hoart. It was but an ordinary
baby, although the fattest and sturdiest
member of a rather pinched household,
but Lottie wonderingly saw that to the
faded mother it was a cherub just from
heaven.
Lottie could not understand it. A
perfumed baby, in lace and musliu,
might be a nice pet if the nurse were al-
ways within call, but the sole care of
this chubby -Checked Moloch, that
would sacrifice its mother as uncon-
hcioesly aid complacently as the plant
absorbs moisture, seemed almost as
prosaic and dreadful as being devoured
alive.
"" Does no one help you to take care of
that child ?" asked she.
"Well, my husband and the elder
children help a little."
" Haven't you a nurse for all of those
ehildrea 2"
" No, indeed. It's as much as wo can
do to clothe and feed them."
"Don't you keep any servants at
all ?"
"Yes, we have a girl in the kitchen,
hut she is almost as much bother as sho
is worth."
" How do you get along 2"
" I hardly know—somewhat as the
birds do out of doors."
" Are you happy 2"
"I've hardly time to think. I think
I ani though ; happy as most people.
Some days bright, come days cloudy,
and now and then a storm. That's the
way it is with all, I imagine. Wo all
have our crosses, you know, but by-and-
by all will come right."
" I should be cross enough with all
your crosses."
"" They might make you patient. The
crassest people I know are those who
shun all crosses."
"Now I think of it, I'm inclined to
believe that's true," said Lottie reflect-
ively. Then she whispered, as she
walked slowly to the mother's side,
" Baby is going to sleep, isn't it 2"
With different expressions they both
peered into the full -moon face, two
features of which, the eyes, were bo -
coming obliterated by the white droop-
ing licks. Lottie looked as if she were
examining a zoological specimen. Mrs.
Dlimm dazed with a smile of deep con-
tent and tenderness.
Tho undisturbed rest of the child up-
on her bosom was a typo of her own
mind at that moment. She was nature's
ebild, God's child, and the baba was
hers.
To the true and simple children of
nature, who, without thought of self or
the public eye, are quietly doing their
duty in their own little niches, these
moments of peace with strange thrills
of joy are constantly coming. If this
worn mother could look do'ivu upon
the child, and her plain, pale fab grow
beautiful with spiritual light, how must
the God who inspires all love, who is
the source of tenderness, have regarded
her ?
The expression of this woman's face
puzzled Lottio beyond measure. It was
so incongruous, irreconcilable, with tho
burdens, the weary cares, and ceaseless
toil and anxiety of her lot. It was so
out of keeping with the noisy throng
and confused bustle that filled the
house, and it dimly suggested to the
proud belle a condition of mind before
undreamt of in her philosophy.
Some now and carious thoughts stole
into her heart as she watched tho
mother slowly rocking backward and
forward, nttcring a low crooning lullaby
—the' gentlest sound that ever falls on
mortal ears. For some reason there
oamo into her soul a sudden loathing of
hoe own selfishness and callousness.
After the child had been laid in the
cradle, sho asked, "What did you mean
when you said ' It will all come right
some day ?"'
" Well, 1 suppose I meant that God's
little children often get sorely perplexed
with their cares and troubles in this
world, but when we got home and sit
down to rest and think it all over, it will
than seem right" ,
"Home?"
"" Yes, home iu our Heavouly Father's
house. That's the only real home we
have. We only ' stop as the Irish say,
hero and there for a little while in this
world,"
"" And do you think of heaven as a
pleasant home and rest after what
seems to enc your very hard life 2"
" Certainly, how do you think of it?""
t' Well, to toll the truth, I have not
thought much about it."
Before Mts. Dlimm could reply there
came anything but a heavenly interrup-
tion. It was as if Moses and Aaron
were within the cool andshadowy tabor -
nacho feasting on spiritual manna, and
tihero came a delegation from the
Hebrew camp, clamoring for the " leeks
and onions of Egypt."
Though the congregation often said,
' "" It's a pity Mrs. Dlimm is such a meek
and quiet little woman," and the self-
appointed committee of ladies was so
largo, and the minister himself was
downstairs, yet whon the first zeal
emergency of the evening arose, the tip -
elide members of thio committee were
helpless, awl the best thing Mrs. Gub-
ling, the lcadiuqltr. spirit downstairs, could
1 d waStO "" al1GlC n r "aS She Saul+ and
'glad to make ,your acquaintance; olid
she held cub her hand Width Mrs. Dlimn
seemed glad to take. •
At this nnbment,tbare camp the ere' o
all
1111E111 from 61"13 Olt brie Lipper romee
0 1+
" go toll tiro parson's wife." Bab,sooin
1110. D11mm on the way alio beakedo
hiiu aside with a portentous nod. fie,
poor n1tan, 11Oard hot tidings with dls-
• may. !relied fallen fete the Habit o2
cakini; ail his difficulties to the Leri {r
his wife, and iu this ease he felt that
both must come to hip aid.
with Mrs. Gubling he at once had.
hued to the nursery, and entered rather iseeeei
el/repay,
Mrs. Dinnui raised her fingoc ixapres• (`{j'°� C"°I`
sive] , then poiuted to the cradle. Ott
"But my dear---" began her hue -
baud, rather impatiently.
"Bush," said the wife in a low tone,
:rhatever's the matter don't wake dee
baby, for then I can't do anything."
airs. Dlirnm," said Mrs. GubIrng,
" they've eat up about everything there
is downstairs, 'ceps mo, and there's
three tables yet. It's such a fine night,
and the sleighing's so good that lots
ramie have come than we expected. I
don't know how 010011 money they
brought, but they hain't brought pro-
visions enough.
What shall we do?" asked Mr.
Dlimm nervously.
"" If it takes the last ponuy wo have
in the world," said his wife with grave
dignity, " no one shall leave our house
hungry. You must step over to the
store, Mr. Dlimm, and buy enough to
satisfy every one."
"I feel just as you do, my dear," ho
said, with the air of one why sees duty
clearly, though it is far from being agree-
able. "" Just give mo our poor little
hoard from your bureau drawer and I'll
go at once.
Lottie witnessed the scene with
mingled amusement and indignation,
and then with her face aglow with a
sudden purpose, sped away also.
CHAPTER T.
HUMAN NATURE.
The dismal tidings from the lower
regions, that the larder had been strip-
ped and that scarcely even m pie re.
maincd, soon became an open secret,
about which every ono was whispering
and commenting. The supporless wore
a defrauded and injured air. The eyes
of many who had not left se important
a duty to the uncertainties of the future,
but, like Auntie Lammer, had availed
themselves of the first opportunity, now
twinkled shrewdly and complacently.
They had the comfortable consciousness
of taking care of thempselves. But the
greater number were honestly indignant
and ashamed that such a thing should
have happened. This feeling of morti-
fication was increased when the com-
mittee reported but a small sum of
money handed in as yet. The majority
were provoked at others, and a few at
themselves, for having brought so little.
As the situation becameclearer, all be-
gan to act characteristically, some pre-
paring to slink away and escape a dis-
agreeable state of tbings, and others
putting their Beads together in the wish
to remedy matters. Some giggled, and
others looked solemn. Some tried to
appear resigned, as if it were a dispen-
sation of Providence, and others snarled
about "them mean Joneses and,
Rbamms."
Lottie hastily summoned her party
together, and told them of the dire
emergency, as Mrs. Gubling had stated
it.
"Now," said she, •"if you gentlemen
havegotany wit worth tiro name, you
must lit on some way of helping the par-
son out of his scrape, for I have taken a
ggrxeat interest in him, or rather bis wife.
Sho is the queerest little woman I over
saw. I shouldn't wonder if she wore an
angel in disguise."
" As you are undisguised," whispered
De Forrest.
" 011 be still, Julian. That compliment
is as delicate as Auntie Lammer's appe-
tits. But see, some of these mean
' locusts of Egypt,' after eating their
minister out of house and home, aro pre-
paring to go. We must get a collection
before a soul leaves the house. Julian,
you look the backdoor, and Ur. Hem.
stead, you stand by the front door ; and
uow, Mr. Harcourt, you are a lawyer,
and know how to talk sharply to people :
you give these cormorants to understand
what wo expect then] to do, before they
leave."
Hemstead obeyed with alacrity 1 for
the effort to help the overburdened
pastor of Scrub Oaks meet the rigours
of winter seemed abont to end in dis-
astrous failure. He had noticed, with
satisfaction, that many present shared
his regret, and wished to do something,
but through lack of leadership tho
gathering was about to break rap, each
once blaming some one else, and all
secretly mortified at the result.
Harcourt thought amement, and then
stepping to a position where ho could bo
seen through open doors and heard from
the upper story, clapped his hands
loudly to secure silence, and draw atten-
tion to himself.
" Do you know whore your pastor has
gone 7" he asked. " I•Ie is out now buy-
ing provisions with his own money to
feed a crowd who came here under the
false pretence to give a donation, but in
truth, seemingly to eat him out of house
and Home."
Flushes of shame and auger flashed into
nearly every face at these stinging words,
but Harcourt continued remorselessly
"You know who 1 awe and thought I
knew -something about you. I had
heard thatthe people back in the
country were.large•banded, largo -heart.
del,and liberal, but we must be mistaken.
I think this the quinteessnce of mean-
ness, and if you break rap tonight with-
out a big collection, I will publish your
throe hoot the land. I. want you to un-
dersteed that your minister has nothing
to do with what I say. I speak only me
my even responsibility."
"Capital!" whispered Lottie. "That
was eed.hot shot, and they deserved it.
If that don't drain their pockets, nothing
will."
Bat she was not a little surprised and
disgusted, whon a sbalwart young fanner
stopped out, and with a faro inflamed
with angor, said in'aroh emphasis
"I was sorry and ashamed to
haw this affair olid me it promised to,
and was geing to come down handsomely
emelt, olid try to get some others to,
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