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“Well, I don’t know whether your uncle is well enough to see you today. I will find out.” “Don’t let him fool you,” said Ted when he had listened to the end of the story. “Jerry’s mixed up in this as sure as shooting, and he’s putting on that careless attitude just as a blind.” But Bob didn’t have to go down the river to tell his new friend that there was a job waiting for him whenever he chose to come and get it. Ted showed up at camp one night just before quitting time. He was waiting for Bob when the latter knocked off and had started homewards..
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Father and Mother sat in the study, Mother with her handkerchief in her hand and with red eyes. There came a year of bad harvest, and the famine was so severe that these poor people determined to get rid of their children. One evening, when they were all in bed, and the woodcutter was sitting over the fire with his wife, he said to her, with an aching heart, "You see plainly that we can no longer find food for our children. I cannot let them die of hunger before my very eyes, and I have made up my mind to take them to the wood to-morrow, and there lose them, which will be easily done, for whilst they are busy tying up the faggots, we have only to run away unseen by them." "Ah!" exclaimed the woodcutter's wife, "Can you find the heart to lose your own children?" In vain her husband represented to her their great poverty; she would not consent to the deed. She was poor, but she was their mother. After a while, however, having thought over the misery it would be to her to see them die of hunger, she assented to her husband's proposal, and went weeping to bed. “Pull in to shore, Bob,” he said quickly. “We’d better take a look at what’s coming before we tackle it.” From this hesitating manner Bob knew that Jerry was guilty..
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