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resting his arm on his mother’s knee. They saw that he
was a very poor little fellow indeed, with a hunch back.
“Mother,” he said, “let em stay. Ill sleep on the
floor.”
The woman gave a dreary half laugh, and got up

 

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“HAVE YOU A ROOM WHERE MY SISTER COULD SLEEP

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from the step. “He’s crazy about the Fair,” she said.
“We haint no money to spend on fairs, an’ he’s most
wild about it. You can stay here to-night if you
want to.”

She made a sign to them to follow her. The