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Updated: May 11, 2025

I'm scared to death that she'll go out some time in a cold spell when she's havin' one of them sympathetics of hers, and her face'll freeze that way. Well, Albert," turning to his grandson, "the colors'll be h'isted to the truck now instead of half-mast and life'll be somethin' besides one everlastin' 'last look at the remains. Now we can take off the mournin' till the next funeral."

Joseph Crosby Lincoln - The Portygee