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She loved to dress the Fritz and Anna in outfits that she stitched from discarded velvet dresses. "My son! my dear, dear son!" returned Mrs. Gay," he added, turning to the poet. "He comes!" cried a thousand voices, and the shout ascended to Smithfield, descended to Snow Hill, and told those who were assembled on Holborn Hill that Sheppard had left the prison. Naturally he was a member of the National Honor Society and a straight A student on the Honor Roll. It was an odd little encounter, that left vague and dubitable impressions in her mind.
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