” “For a little time,” she answered. "Put down your burthen, monster!" shouted Wood, pointing an immense blunderbuss at him. “Fred,” he said, “do you remember taking me to dinner at the ‘Ambassador’s,’ one evening last September, to meet a girl who was singing there? Hamilton and Drummond and his lot were with us. It isn’t. Trees were torn up by the roots; many houses were levelled to the ground; others were unroofed; the leads on the churches were ripped off, and "shrivelled up like scrolls of parchment. "Promise me that. “Do you believe me now?” She asked. Evidently her foresight has saved me a funeral.
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