human
Why--Mrs. Longbow! cracked Mrs. Bird's voice at the same time, jumping from her chair with a convulsive jerk, and grasping her hand, and imprinting a kiss upon her.
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You have--done it--now--you have come out at last. Goin' to call at our house, I s'pose. Let me see--it's one, two--yes--three weeks since you've show'd your face, Mrs. Longbow--lookin' as bright as a spring mornin', I see.
human
All-er that,
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But then you have had so much to do, continued Mrs. Bird;
human
She looked _so_ happy!
gpt
And the old Squire begins to hold up _his_ head agin, like _some_body,
human
Nothin' like a _woman_ in a house,
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Nothin' like it,
human
Everything goes to loose ends where there ain't no woman,
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Jest look at old Fluett's house, said Aunt Sonora;
human
And jest so at Dobbins,
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I do raaly b'lieve, said Mrs. Beagle,
human
Jest what the old man himself said,
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And--then--to--think, drawled out Mrs. Swipes,
human
Might-er tried a hundred times,
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And got bit,
human
Yes, and got bit, repeated Mrs. Bird.
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There was a kind-er Providence in it. There _cer_tainly was.
human
Jest what Parson Bigelow said, added Aunt Sonora;
gpt
Strange world,
human
Full-er sorrow,
gpt
Never know when it's comin',
human
The only way's to be ready for't, and do our duty,