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...the alms-man of other men's sympathies, a kind of blind beggar for the charity of a good wish or a prayer.
The sun was now setting. Silently they floated back to Saint Gilgen, amid the cool evening shadows. The village clock struck nine as they landed; and as Berkley was to depart early in the morning, he went to bed betimes. On bidding Flemming good night he said;
"I shall not see you in the morning; so good bye, and God bless you. Remember my partingwords. Never mind trifles.In this world a man must either be anvil or hammer.Care killed a cat!"
"I have heard you say that so often," replied Flemming, laughing, "that I begin to believe it is true. But I wonder if Care shaved his left eyebrow, after doing the deed, as the ancient Egyptians used to do!"
"Aha! now you are sweeping cobwebs from the sky! Good night! Good night!"
A sorrowful event happened in the neighbourhood that night. The widow's child died suddenly. "Woe is me!"--thus mourns the childless mother in one of the funeral songs of Greenland;... Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth
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