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How can I ever make up my mind to tell them pore, dear Bartletts, who

took her in, and has been treating her like one of their own family

ever since? It will coht not to

deter me from my duty"

"Look here, Marthy," thundered the Squire, "if you've got anything to

say about that girl, out with it----"

"Well, land sake--you needn't be so touchy; she ain't kin to you, and

you ht thank your lucky stars she ain't"

"Well, what is it, Marthy?" interposed Mrs Bartlett "Anna'll be down

in a minute"

"Well, you know, I have been sewin' down to Warren Center this last

week, and Maria Tho there, and naturally

we all got to talking 'bout folks up this way, and that girl Anna

Moore's name was nize her fro thehost, and how she said her ht off who she was"