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| i wish you would, because its pap that's there and maybe you'd help me tow the raft ashore where the light is. He's sick-and so is mam and Mary Ann | |
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| Oh, the devil! We're in a hurry, boy. But I s'pose we've got to. Come, buckle to your paddle, and let's get along | |
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| Pap'll be might obliged to you, i can tell you. Everybody goes away when i want them to help me tow the raft ashore, and i can't do it by myself | |
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