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10816	Crowquill, Alfred	The Giant Hands; or, the Reward of Industry			.txt	text/plain	5522	401	105	Poor lit-tle Wil-lie re-turn-ed from the for-est la-den with as much "Thank you, good hands," said Wil-lie; "I am sure you mean me good, for off his hat, and, bow-ing, said,--"Thank you kind-ly, good hand; you then, look-ing round for the hands, he found they had va-nish-ed. "Good Wil-lie," re-plied a voice, "your mo-ther knows that you will be com-ing morn." So Wil-lie slept. Wil-lie was ear-ly a-foot; for the day, ac-cord-ing to the hands, was to been as-to-nish-ed, Wil-lie all the time do-ing all he knew to aid in hands of poor Wil-lie, un-til he had no rest: and, one day, when she had The long-est day will, how-e-ver, have an end: but when Wil-lie's first his hor-ror, he be-held his good mas-ter wring-ing his hands, and How much Wil-lie had to tell his mo-ther of his la-bour, and what he ow-ed to the won-der-ful gi-ant hands, pre-serv-ing him through all	./cache/10816.txt	./txt/10816.txt