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THE WONDERFUL VISIT.
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mantic—isn't it? He was rather clever with the fiddle in his uneducated way.
"All the poor Vicar's stuffed skins were burned at the same time. It was almost all he cared or. He never really got over the blow. He came to stop with us—for there wasn't another house available in the village. But he never seemed to be happy. He seemed all shaken. I never saw a man so changed. I tried to stir him up, but it was no good—no good at all. He had the queerest delusions about the Angels and that kind of thing. It made him odd company at times. He would say he heard music, and stare quite stupidly at nothing for hours together. He got quite careless about his dress. … He died within a twelvemonth of the fire."
THE END.
