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to me with Luthy "comb my hair" or Luthy tie on my ribbon, and do you remember that your first trial at driving old Kate was to take me to my school up to Rowells Bridge? Is it not pleasant to dwell on these early recollections? but the unbidden tear will start as memory tells us not to stop here, the first great event in our family the oldest leaves to push her way in the world in a distant state, then the whole family leaves the oldes homestead and moves still farther away. these changes are not enough. Death that unwelcome messenger claims the Father as his own, a few more years of joys and sorrows and our dear Mother is laid by our Father's side. But this heavy cloud has its silver lining God took our dear Parents to himself as we trust