"Will he live?" asked Ruth. Her head had been shaved, and around it was swathed a piece of rag, in which a few straws were stuck. " "Oh! goodness!" ejaculated the tapstress, in alarm. "Where are you?" "Here," replied Mrs. "One of you fly to the market," returned Jonathan; "another to the river; a third to the New Mint.
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