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28 THE BAKER'S TALE.
There was silence supreme! Not a shriek, not a scream, Scarcely even a howl or a groan, As the man they called " Ho!" told his story of woe In an antediluvian tone.
" My father and mother were honest, though
poor------"
"Skip all that!" cried the Bellman in haste. "If it once becomes dark, there's no chance of a
Snark------
We have hardly a minute to waste!"
"I skip forty years," said the Baker, in tears, "And proceed without further remark |
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