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 1   4|     the third. Look here, old Joe, here's a chance! If we
 2   4|      better place,'' said old Joe, removing his pipe from
 3   4|   else. Open that bundle, old Joe, and let me know the value
 4   4|      no sin. Open the bundle, Joe.'' ~But the gallantry of
 5   4| examined and appraised by old Joe, who chalked the sums he
 6   4|   That's your account,'' said Joe, "and I wouldn't give another
 7   4|       ruin myself,'' said old Joe. "That's your account. If
 8   4|       And now undo my bundle, Joe,'' said the first woman. ~
 9   4|        said the first woman. ~Joe went down on his knees for
10   4|      do you call this.'' said Joe. "Bed-curtains!'' ~"Ah!''
11   4|       him lying there?'' said Joe. ~"Yes I do,'' replied the
12   4|     make your fortune,'' said Joe, "and you'll certainly do
13   4|     as He was, I promise you, Joe,'' returned the woman coolly. "
14   4|         His blankets?'' asked Joe. ~"Whose else's do you think?''
15   4|      catching? Eh?'' said old Joe, stopping in his work, and
16   4|    wasting of it?'' asked old Joe. ~"Putting it on him to
17   4|      the same woman, when old Joe, producing a flannel bag
18   5|   twice the size of Tiny Tim. Joe Miller never made such a