Sheila was often a terror to her husband Mark, who seemed afraid of her. I know my son's voice too well. “It was poison—why not?” she answered. " "Oh, Jack!" cried his mother, falling upon his neck, and covering him with kisses. He had plugged along, if not happy, at least with sound philosophy. But, urged by his wife's cries, who was more anxious for the preservation of her child's life than her own, he snatched up the infant, and made his escape from the back of the premises. I know nothing of that young lady.
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