The Gilded Age


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could not express or their lips speak.  
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Said like a true man," said one.  
You was a stranger to me a minute ago, but you ain't now," said another.  
It's bread cast upon the waters--it'll return after many days," said the  
old lady whom we have heard speak before.  
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You got to camp in my house as long as you hang out here," said one.  
If tha hain't room for you and yourn my tribe'll turn out and camp in  
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the hay loft."  
A few minutes afterward, while the preparations for the funeral were  
being concluded, Mr. Hawkins arrived at his wagon leading his little waif  
by the hand, and told his wife all that had happened, and asked her if he  
had done right in giving to her and to himself this new care? She said:  
"If you've done wrong, Si Hawkins, it's a wrong that will shine brighter  
at the judgment day than the rights that many' a man has done before you.  
And there isn't any compliment you can pay me equal to doing a thing like  
this and finishing it up, just taking it for granted that I'll be willing  
to it. Willing? Come to me; you poor motherless boy, and let me take  
your grief and help you carry it."  
When the child awoke in the morning, it was as if from a troubled dream.  
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