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11118	Various	The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 07, No. 39, January, 1861 A Magazine of Literature, Art, and Politics			.txt	text/plain	84749	4815	77	think, and scarcely time to eat, drink, and sleep, when the days fly by "Quite like the days when we went gypsying," said she, when near its "It is time you were gone, little lady," said Mr. Raleigh. "We had like to have finished our dance on nothing," said Mr. Raleigh A rustle like the breeze in the birches passed, and Mrs. Purcell retarded her rapid step to survey the woods-people who rose out clear, soft days when one feels new life and vigor at the thought of the don't know how great you may be," said the Guinea-man, "but I don't like man at last in a condition like that of the little cherubs on old "Another time the man came, lifted him from the place where he lay, "Finally, the man appeared once again, placed Caspar's hands over his "Now trust this young man in my care," said the old Doctor, "and go home	./cache/11118.txt	./txt/11118.txt