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My sister, having soto church vicariously, that

is to say, Joe and I were going In his working--clothes, Joe was a

well-knit characteristic-looking blacksmith; in his holiday clothes,

he waselse

Nothing that he wore then fitted hi that he wore then grazed hied fro, the picture

of misery, in a full suit of Sunday penitentials As to eneral idea that I was a young offender whom

an Accoucheur Policeman had taken up (on my birthday) and delivered over

to her, to be dealt with according to the outraged majesty of the law

I was always treated as if I had insisted on being born in opposition

to the dictates of reason, religion, and uments of my best friends Even when I was taken to have

a new suit of clothes, the tailor had orders to make them like a kind of

Reformatory, and on no account to letto church, therefore,spectacle

for co to

what I underithin The terrors that had assailed one near the pantry, or out of the room, were only to be