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20743	Spargo, John	The Marx He Knew			.txt	text/plain	12070	756	89	he was a wonderful man, my comrade," said Old Hans at length. Karl said to me one day as we were going home from school, Karl handed around a few copies of his poem about old Herr von "Soon after that Karl came home and I saw him nearly every day upon Karl's father is rich alongside of poor people like us, but last Karl wrote to old Westphalen about it, and asked for Jenny in a like Karl: he had a way somehow of saying things you couldn't forget. Then the government suppressed the paper, and Karl went away to Paris. Sometimes Karl and Engels would talk seriously about the great cause, Karl knew my writing, but not Barbara's, so she wrote a little letter "How like Marx that was, Hans," said the Young Comrade then, "how then that I, poor old Hans Fritzsche, went to school with Karl; that I	./cache/20743.txt	./txt/20743.txt