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Once git a smell o' musk into a draw,
An' it clings hold like precerdents in law;
Your gra'ma'am put it there,—when, goodness knows,—To jes this—worldify her Sunday-clo'es;
But the old chist wun't sarve her gran'son's wife,(For, 'th...

The opening of the railway line… The Governor and all,
With flags and banners down the street,
A banquet and a ball,
Hark to them at the station now