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It was no use to wrap himself up and run about –he couldn't get warm. "Give me back my slush!" he said
It was no one to wrap himself up and run about – he couldn't get warm: “ Give me back my slush !” he said.
from Adyar archives of the International Theosophical Society
vol. 1 (1874-1876)
N.Y. "Herald"
A Queer Funeral
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Editor's notes