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20997	Ouida	The Nürnberg Stove			.txt	text/plain	19638	1094	88	August lived in a little town called Hall. In this little town a few years ago August Strehla lived with his "Oh, dear Hirschvogel, I am so cold, so cold!" said August, and last of all little three-year-old Ermengilda, with eyes like children; only to August she did speak a little sometimes, stove and set it whirring, and the little ones got August down spun; and August, with all his soul in his work, and little rosy "What has happened?" said August, a little while later, as he "No, I was right," said August, and his little mouth, that "Strehla," said the big man, as August's father entered the room, "You little simpleton!" said the old man, kindly. No doubt his face said what he wished; for a lovely little lady, little voice, "Hirschvogel was ours, and we have loved it all our "Did you buy this Nürnberg stove of this little boy's father for	./cache/20997.txt	./txt/20997.txt