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nes would justify her taking a sombre view of it.
  It�s well with poor Greatbatch now.     All his strug-
gles and sufferings are over, and no man ever did
his duty, bravely and patiently, without finding his
account by it, in some world.
  Wrote at once to Mary Anne, and home, enclosing
her letter.    Down town with letters.
  Drawing till midnight.       An unusually cold
day.
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