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A RETROSPECT.

How dear to my heart fe the school I attended, and how I remember, bo distant and dim. that red-headed Bill and the pin that I bended and carefully placed on the bench under him. And how I recall the surprise of the master, when Bill gave a yell and flew up from that pin, so high chat his bullet-head smashed up the plaster above and the scholars all set op a din. And how I remember, with gratitude, that great pain-cooqueror, St. Jacobs oil, which relieved my suobringa and soothed my shattered nerves after being bo severely interviewed that I verily thought I shouldn't be able to sit down again, with any peace of mind, for a month of Sundays, and made mc bless that active boy Bill, that high-leaping Billy, that loudahontins Billy that sat on a pin and converted his pumpkin into an impromptu battering ram.

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Press, Volume XLVII, Issue 7527, 17 April 1890, Page 2

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A RETROSPECT. Press, Volume XLVII, Issue 7527, 17 April 1890, Page 2

A RETROSPECT. Press, Volume XLVII, Issue 7527, 17 April 1890, Page 2