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Yes, precious we are glad enough to be forever
clear of the "H's" and all their kindred, and
how sure we are that an "H" can ever trouble
us, again. I suppose Mr. would act just as thee
dreamed he would. He is just a hypocrite, and
how I do loathe his ways and manners, and
always did, and what a fool I was, - and how can
thee love me so - but thee does, thank Heaven.
Darling, I think thee would have got free of the
"toils" in time, thee was so weary of them, but
perhaps I never might not have got out of that
clutch, if thy love had not saved me, from
desstruction. Anyhow we know that-- the other's
love was a "tower of strength."

4 o'clock-- Just then, Alice came home, brought by a
neighbor, having fallen on the ice with her little
boy and bruised his leg. She was terribly frightened,
the boy yelled, and grandpa came in and
tumbled his whole length on the littered floor.
At last we got them so they felt pretty easy.
While all was noise, groans and confusion, Alice
seized a "doctor book," to see what was the matter.
I wanted to laugh, but couldn't stop. Mary quieted
the child, and I did various. Quiet is at last

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restored. Mr. Marvin came home and all things are lovely I guess.