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One blast upon a bugle horn, --if we may trust a man who was more conscientious in the telling of fiction than most men are in relating the truth,--was
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Faith, Hope, Charity--these three, but the GREATEST of these is Charity.
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are all builded and peopled, the lawns around them are Elysian, the sky above them is clear heaven, sunshine plays forever around their purple towers. Let us make fast the door against the wolf we thought we had killed with a bludgeon of gold, and betake ourselves again with cheerfulness and content to our possessions in Spain--ours forever and a day by the power of the charm that lay hid in the ticket I purchased--and Lucy,
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