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He's jes' a great, big, awk'ard, hulkin' / Feller, -- humped, and sort o' sulkin' -- / Like, and ruther still-appearin' -- / Kind-as-ef he wuzn't keerin' / Whether school helt out er not -- / That's my Henry, to a dot!
Allus kind o' liked him -- whether / Childern, er growed-up together! / Fifteen year' ago and better, / 'Fore he ever knowed a letter, / Run acrosst the little fool / In my Primer-class at school.