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They passed a man who stood by the path and was calling anxiously in a low voice: "Oh, Charley; get a move on." "See that pack on his back, Smoke? The graveyard's sure a long ways off when the mourners got to pack their blankets."
The star may rise and set; the sweet lips whose touch still thrills him after so many years may lie to-day "Beyond the graveyard's barren wall," or, worse still, have since been sold to some richer owner. But if once it has risen, if once those lips have met, the memory must remain; the Soul knows no forgetfulness, and, the little thread of life spun out, will it not claim its own?
They passed a man who stood by the path and was calling anxiously in a low voice: "Oh, Charley; get a move on." "See that pack on his back, Smoke? The graveyard's sure a long ways off when the mourners got to pack their blankets."
Norton, after listening attentively to the account Micah had given him. "O! deown here 'n the grove. The body's to my heouse, and Maggie his wife's there a screechin'. The graveyard's close here, and so they didn't carry him hum". "I'll, go down and see this poor Maggie", said Mr. Norton. "Don't, for the Lord's sake. I'm eenermost crazy neow.
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