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| Series: |
New York Weekly
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v. 36 no. 9
— page 8 |
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Sketch |
| Part of: |
New York Weekly, v. XXXVI, no. 9, January 10, 1881 (Issue) |
| Author: |
Bennett, Emerson, 1822-1905
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| Date: |
January 10, 1881 |
| First Sentence: |
It was Christmas Eve; that happy time for the young, and all the marts of trade of the great city of New York were brilliantly lighted and thronged with thousands on thousands of gay pedestrians whose merry voices and ringing laughter were enough to have made a stranger to our planet think there were no such things as care and trouble, and sorrow and suffering on the face of our fair earth. |
| Last Sentence: |
"Yes, my angel! my darling Cora! and henceforth, so long as He shall permit us to remain together here on earth, we will keep this day holy unto Him, in remembrance of our first happy union, and our last still happier reunion in this realm of mortality. |
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