A VISIT OF CONDOLENCE
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'Good-bye, my child.'
He paused at the door, and said:
'I'm sorry, mum. Swelp me God! I'm sorry. S'long, an' thank yer.'
An awe-stricken child stood on the step, staring at Bill with great brimming eyes. He patted it on the head and said: 'Keep yer pecker up, young 'un!'
