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"Shut the door, Hugh, and bring your stool to the fire-side, and I will tell you a tale. What sort of a one must it be? " said Mrs. Stone.
"Thank you, dear mamma; a tale of the north, if you please; that cold place, where there is so much snow and ice. I like to hear of that, when I am snug and warm by the fire; and I feel so glad I do not live there."