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'One day, which it appears was the paroxysm of my disorder, I sunk in to a state of total torpidity, in which I lay for several hours. It is impossible to describe my feelings, when, on recovering, I found myself in this hideous abode. For some time I doubted my senses, and afterwards believed that I had quitted this world for another; but I was not long suffered to continue in my error, the appearance of the marquis bringing me to a perfect sense of my situation.,

“A Bible text in a frame and with a cord to hang it by. This was the text, ‘God will never, never forsake thee.’”,

“Mother dear, can’t you sell that fishing rod for me that I got from Uncle Isaac?”

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