Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · New York : Scribner · leaf 87
ame step-ping up to me. Good-mor-row, pret-ty sir! said I.The same to you! said he. 1 curt-sied low, and he did bow. And doffed his hat and feath-er. Said I: The day is fair and gay. Said he: T is charm-ing weath-er. I, too, go down to Lon-don town,—Shall wc not go to-geth-er ? A-way we went, on… … N-THE-PULPIT. Bless me ! How bleak November must be inbooks! ^^h)•, they say there that it is as gloomy,windy, dreary a season as one can well stand; thatthe earth is dead, as it were, and the sea in such arage about one thing and another that it is asmuch as ones life is worth to venture upon it!…
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