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The widow she cried over me, and called me a poor lost lamb, and she called me a lot of other names, too, but she never meant no harm by it. She put me in them new clothes again, and I couldn't do nothing but sweat and sweat, and feel all cramped up.
After supper she got out her book and learned me about Moses and the Bulrushers,
WE went tiptoeing along a path amongst the trees back towards the end of the widow's garden, stooping down so as the branches wouldn't scrape our heads.
I set down one time back in the woods, and had a long think about it. I says to myself, why don't Deacon Winn get back the money he lost on pork? Why can't the widow get back her silver snuff box that was stole?widow get back her silver snuffbox
I used to be scared of him all the time, he tanned me so much.
I opened my eyes and looked around, trying to make out where I was.
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