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Dear Nan, it read,
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I'll go,
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To my granddaughter Nancy Weston in recognition of her sweet spirit of forgiveness. The other read:
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To brave little Jack who reminded her grandmother of her duty.
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What have you been doing, Jack?
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Nothing, replied Jack in an injured tone,
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Oh, Jack, Jack, laughed Nan, shaking her head while her fingers eagerly removed the soft cotton which lay on the top of the box. Then she breathed a delighted
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Oh!