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Samantha at Saratoga by Marietta Holley
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And ag'in she called him "angel." The idee of a angel a gnawin'
off beads and a yelpin'!

And I asked her, and I couldn't help it. How her baby wuz that
afternoon, and if she ever took it out to drive?

And she said she didn't really know how it wuz this afternoon; it
wuzn't very well in the mornin'. The nurse had it out somewhere,
she didn't really know just where. And she said, no, she didn't
take it out with her at all -- fur she didn't feel equal to the
care of it, in this hot weather.

Miss Flamm haint very well I could see that. The care of that
dog is jest a killin' her, a carryin' it round with her all the
time daytimes, and a bein' up with it so much nights. She said
it had a dretful chill the night before, and she had to get up to
warm blankets to put round it; "its nerves wuz so weak," she
said, "and it wuz so sensative that she could not trust it to a
nurse." She has a hard time of it; there haint a doubt of it.

Wall, it wuz anon, or jest about anon, that Miss Flamm turned to
me and sez, "Moon's is one of the pleasantest places on the lake.
I want you to see it; folks drive out there a sight from
Saratoga."

And then I looked at Josiah, and Josiah looked at me, and peace
and happiness settled down ag'in onto our hearts.

Wall, we got there considerably before anon and we found that
Moon's insted of bein' up in another planet wuz a big, long sort
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