"No, sir; it's going to be an open winter, and the line will save enough in snow-plows to declare a dividend of five per cent."
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"Yes," said Mrs. Towers, as she expatiated upon the beauties of her flower-garden, "I have given it great care, and if you come over in a week or two, I expect to be able to show you some beautiful scarlet pneumonias."
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