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IX
PAUL REVERE'S RIDE
No. 3
MAXIL
Meanwhile, his friend, through
alley and street,
Wanders and watches with eager
ears,
Then he climbed the tower of the
Old North Church,
By the wooden stairs, with steal-
thy tread,
To the belfry-chamber overhead,
And startled the pigeons from
their perch,
On the sombre rafters, that round
him made
Masses and moving shapes of
shade,
By the trembling ladder, steep
and tall.
XLA
Back:
I think we need a Herd of
Cous. Uncle Morse is
on (&
leven and you mersto
have to drink plenty too.
Have been peeking out wall
paper for 4 willow St the
tinants one doing two wris
over, there is and the
boardy up where Gram
is another oldman, she asks
OSTLARD
Hloris leoogan
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