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ing - warm and sunny. The hour is early - that hour when she unclear? unclear? classes of any of our great cities , go forth to their daily toil. "Good-bye, Mother." "Good-bye Johnnie - my son." Johnnie takes his dinner basket from his mother's hands, & hurries down the street, whistling a popular air as he goes. The widow stands in the door-way watching him, until he turns a neighboring corner. Then she turns back into the hall; & then they part as they have done many a morning? before - the son going to his daily toil, & the mother to her unclear? She enters the little kitchen that is bright & pleasant with morning sunshine. She is soon busy with