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98 CHRISTMAS DAY |
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piled one above the other, among which I particularly noticed that of the village tailor, a pale fellow with a retreating forehead and chin, who |
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played on the clarionet, and seemed to have blown his face to a point; and there was another, a short pursy man, stooping and labouring at a bass viol, so as to show nothing but the top of a round bald head, like the egg of an ostrich. There were two or three pretty faces among the female |
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