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in a- he was with his wife at her father’s home on©

the east side of Ashtabula Iliver, where they oftenwere. But on that morning as he stepped outdoors before breakfast, the coachman met himand wished him a happy New Year, lie re-turned the greeting, but as he sat down tobreakfast, his feelings were deeply moved. Thetears came into his eyes. Ilis face became suf-fused and he seemed overwhelmed. At last thebrave man gave way and buried his head in hishands and sobbed, and then he controlled himselfand said, “John bid me a happy New Year thismorning, hut how can it be a happy New Yearto me?”