Our meal was of the briefest--mine a vain pretense, and I had the things immediately removed. President, I want our fellow citizens to know how much you did to carry on this tradition. The next thing she did, however, was to stoop straight down and pluck--quite as if it were all she was there for--a big, ugly spray of withered fern. "Haven't I?" It wasn't for ME to help him--it was for the thing I had met! Something in his tone and the expression of his face, as I got this from him, set my heart aching with such a pang as it had never yet known; so unutterably touching was it to see his little brain puzzled and his little resources taxed to play, under the spell laid on him, a part of innocence and consistency.
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