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I ate f-f- fiiteen of 'em, and they g-g-gave me the p-p-p-p-pip... And when we woke up in the m-morning, there was the t-tender, on sh-shore, about t-twenty yards away,-she had f-floated b-back again, you see." We were getting out into the Bay, and I asked them where they were going. "G-G-G-G-Give it up; there's no p-place that's s-safe for us, now. Everyone's hand is against us."
I was f-fishing in Swithin Reed's mill p-pond, yesterday afternoon, and Venus Roe came over and said that Swithin shot a lot of pigeons in the m-morning." "Venus Roe! Who's she?" "D-don't you know? She's a little n-nigger girl about twelve years old, and belongs to Swithin. Some one in B-Boston gave her to him when she was a baby." "Oh, yes! I remember now.
"Stand by the pail, Rebecca! Samuel Simpson how many times have you asked for water already?" "This is the f-f-fourth." "Don't touch the dipper, please. The school has done nothing but drink all day; it has had no time whatever to study. What is the matter with you, Samuel?" "It is a v-very thirsty m-morning," remarked Samuel, looking at Rebecca while the school tittered. "I judged so.
"I'll g-give him cream every m-morning and n-night," sobbed Felicity, "but I'll never be able to look at him without crying. He'll make me think of you." "Well, I'm not going right away," said the Story Girl, more cheerfully. "Not till the last of October. So we have over a month yet to have a good time in. Let's all just determine to make it a splendid month for the last.
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