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Cape Cod.
Cape Cod.
[[unclear]]
No. [[unclear]]
Sept. 13. 1867.
Sept. 13, 1867.
Dear S.S. [[Childiers?]] -
Dear S.S. Children -
Do you remember the story I was telling you in my last about [[Mores Crow?]]?  Now we found him upon the floor of a Pagan house - lying upon a little straw - unable to move hand or foot - & almost starved to death.
Do you remember the story I was telling you in my last about Moses Crow?  Now we found him upon the floor of a Pagan house - lying upon a little straw - unable to move hand or foot - & almost starved to death.
Do you remember how we canvassed that Pagan neighborhood until dark Sat. night trying to find a shantie - for poor Mores - where we could take care of him?  And at last, you know, [[Gen. Washington?]] relented - and we moved him [[with?]] a shed 9 ft. by 7 - attached to his house.
Do you remember how we canvassed that Pagan neighborhood until dark Sat. night trying to find a shantie - for poor Moses - where we could take care of him?  And at last, you know, Geo. Washington relented - and we moved him into a shed 9 ft. by 7 - attached to his house.
It was Sabbath morning when we moved the poor man.  We [[thot?]] Jesus would have done the same - had he been here.
It was Sabbath morning when we moved the poor man.  We thot Jesus would have done the same - had he been here.
I cannot soon forget the expression upon the face of our Pagan friend - as he watched us that morning - while we tried to make him com-
I cannot soon forget the expression upon the face of our Pagan friend - as he watched us that morning - while we tried to make him com-

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Cape Cod. No. unclear Sept. 13, 1867. Dear S.S. Children - Do you remember the story I was telling you in my last about Moses Crow? Now we found him upon the floor of a Pagan house - lying upon a little straw - unable to move hand or foot - & almost starved to death. Do you remember how we canvassed that Pagan neighborhood until dark Sat. night trying to find a shantie - for poor Moses - where we could take care of him? And at last, you know, Geo. Washington relented - and we moved him into a shed 9 ft. by 7 - attached to his house. It was Sabbath morning when we moved the poor man. We thot Jesus would have done the same - had he been here. I cannot soon forget the expression upon the face of our Pagan friend - as he watched us that morning - while we tried to make him com-