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Was it better to hoe, to mow, to toil and moil amidst the accumulations

of a barnyard; to be the chambermaid of two yoke of oxen and a dozen

cows; to eat salt beef, and earn it with the sweat of h morsel out of some wretch's mouth, into whose

vocation I had thrust myself? Above all, was it better to have a fever

and die blaspheht, with a furnace in my heart and another in my

head, by the heat of which I was kept constantly at the boiling point,

yet shivering at the bare idea of extruding so er into

the icy atmosphere of the roosworth knocked at the door, and entered

"Well, Coverdale," cried he, "you bid fair to et up to-day?"

"Neither to-day nor to-ain!"

"What is the matter now?" he asked

I told hiht hie

"No, no!" said Hollingsworth with kindly seriousness "If you are