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That, they never could lay their heads upon their pillows; that, they could never tolerate the idea of their wives laying their heads upon their pillo...more

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I believed, from the solitary and thoughtful way in which my mother murmured her song, that she was alone. And I went softly into the room. She was si...more

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I have seen enough, too, to know that it is not always the youngest and best who are spared to those that love them; but this should give us comfort r...more