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“Sharpen these pencils, Moses, please, for the drawing lesson.” Inside the church matters were beginning to resume a normal condition. But Mr. Wells still badly shaken and feeling unable to proceed announced, “My friends we will conclude our service with a hymn. Will some one suggest a suitable one.” Mrs. Wopp’s eyes fell on the stained shawl..
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