Poor Uncle Isaac! He was sick now again—worse, in fact. He had heart disease, Mother said. Jeremias the wood-cutter also talked of a pain in his heart, but since he had begun to rub himself all over with kerosene, he had become much better. It smelled dreadfully in Jeremias’s little hut, but he was better. Johnny Blossom would certainly write to Uncle Isaac and tell him that all he had to do to cure himself of the pain was to rub himself with kerosene.
55 club, “Rather an involved story,” thought Mother. But she said: “Well, now you must say your prayers and go to sleep.”
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55 club “Thank you, sir,” the boy answered, “but I couldn’t sleep now. There’s too much excitement around!”.
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