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2496	Mitford, Mary Russell	Our Village			.txt	text/plain	52266	2381	76	rather lame; Miss Harness too was little, looking up at all the rest of came to her in a little house in Chesham Place, where her father's old admiring and enjoying its beauties, than Miss Mitford, who only desired 'Do you not like to meet with good company in your friends' hearts?' cottage-like houses, 'messuages or tenements,' as a friend of mine calls little gate looking up the quiet street; a Sabbath-like pause of work the poor little soul walk with us to-day. light into the picture, and looking just like a natural stream, the Another turn in the lane, and we come to the old house standing amongst man, and looking to his little comforts, that she missed him as a mother It looked like bunches of flowers, the leaves of which seemed dark, yet running about the country, fields, roads, gardens, and houses, like	./cache/2496.txt	./txt/2496.txt