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20080	Dyer, Gertrude P.	Little Pollie Or a Bunch of Violets			.txt	text/plain	18439	1059	87	by good Mrs Flanagan, the other by Pollie and her mother; and though the little brown tea-pot, which on the Sabbath always found a place on Mrs. Turner's table; for that day was hailed as a peaceful festival by these Well, the days passed on, and little Pollie pursued her work of selling her to sell flowers in the evening also; and as her mother and Mrs. Flanagan had offered no objection to this plan, Pollie was only too glad "There ain't nobody at home, Pollie," he said; "yer mother has gone to The mother looked at her delicate little child, and smiled to think of poor little heart is often very sad as she watches her mother's busy And of the many who love little Pollie, who so true as Sally Grimes? "And so this is little Pollie," the sweet voice said, as, after speaking	./cache/20080.txt	./txt/20080.txt