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Poor old Ruth comes down the steep hill with slow steps. She is weak with age, her face is pale, and her hair is grown quite grey. How cold she looks! Her gown is thin and old; she has worn it a long time, and she has not got a cloak to keep her warm. PAGE 14.
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