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2 play with us? - The moment that I wrote the letter to Charles Murdock (though unknown to him) to officiate at my burial,
his well beloved wife pressed husband and children for the last time to her was heart. And now that man of years in left alone
with a babe of two years. Wished that his children lived next door to ours. I could help open almonds for there and drawing
ships for them. And the little birds sing just as street today as yesterday, and the little humming jewel flits back and
forth before my eyes his bill filled with their and threads in build his heavenly Haven. I wish I could listen-to one of
those concerts of blackbinds that I attended in Cancord. When you hear them again, member how appreciatively a listener I
have been. Wished that the resident' would be able to withdraw every section from settlement. I think he would of he could.
Sincerely illegible