" "And I trust you will never have occasion to weep again, my poor soul," replied Wood, setting down his lantern, and brushing a few drops from his eyes, "unless it be tears of joy. The farmer was a widow who was slightly famous around town for his prize cows and slightly more famous for his good looks. "Plague on't!" added he: "I never meant to take your babby from you. I owed his father a grudge: that I settled long ago. Her lips parted, but no words came.
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