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May 24, 2025
But Mrs. Bennett wasn’t blaming any one; she didn’t really know what the excitement was all about. “He ran up and touched noses with Tom like a Feegee Islander,—are they the people that touch noses for ‘How do you do?’” “This froth looks like soapsuds,” he complained. Not unwillingly the boy relinquished his task. Weeding after all is thankless work. The weeds will persist in growing in spite of every discouragement..
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