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From: "james losch" <[email-masked]>
Date: Wed, 14 Feb 2007 14:15:56 -0500

The day before he went back to his own home, now so strange to him, he was out with her, searching for some lost turkey-chicks, and found one with its foot caught in a tangle of rusty wire. The little creature had beaten itself almost to death in its struggle to get way. Kneeling in the grass, and feeling the wild palpitations of its heart under his rescuing hand, he had called to his sister, Oh, look! Poor thing! Its most dead, and yet it aint really hurt a mite, only desperate, over bein held fast. His voice broke in a sudden wave of sympathy: Oh, aint it terrible to feel so!
When she came to see him and their parents a few months later, she brought him a little square of crimson silk, on which she had worked in tiny stitches, Surely He shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler. She explained to her father and mother that it was a text-ornament for Jehiel to hang up over his desk; but she drew the boy aside and showed him that the silk was only lightly caught down to the foundation.
That is from THE OLD MAMSELLES SECRET, by Mrs. Marlitt. And thatsentence is constructed upon the most approved German model. You observe how