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23637	Moore, John Trotwood	The Bishop of Cottontown: A Story of the Southern Cotton Mills			.txt	text/plain	160752	11767	93	The old man looked quietly into the muzzle of the revolver and said, "We all steal," said the old man sadly shaking his head--"it's human "Well, it's this way, Jack," said the old man, "jes' this away an' "Jack," said the old man, "won't you tell me about yo'self an' how "Jack," said the old man hotly--"a home-made Yankee is a 'bomination stood: "That's Cap'n Tom's horse," said the old man--"I mus' go see listening, again came the old man, his face as white as his long scared," said the old man soothingly as Bud's scary eyes looked about "Go," said the old man quickly, "an' look in the mouth of the mare things--an' God will touch him," said the old man hotly, "he will "Ben Butler," said the old man, as he stepped back and looked at the "If that's the way you think--yes," said the old man,	./cache/23637.txt	./txt/23637.txt