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. The story of a pilgrim family from the Mayflower to the present time : with autobiography, recollections, letters, incidents, and genealogy of the author, Rev. John Alden in his 83rd year . I said, Sit down, or I will knock you sat down. I commenced a talk of some length, tillhe began to weep, and many of the scholars and theteacher, too. It was now time for recess. It was a cold day, yet hisassociates gathered around him. I was some anxious toknow for what purpose. I let them stay out till they choseto come in. I positioned myself by the side of the fire-place, with a long iron shov
. The story of a pilgrim family from the Mayflower to the present time : with autobiography, recollections, letters, incidents, and genealogy of the author, Rev. John Alden in his 83rd year . I said, Sit down, or I will knock you sat down. I commenced a talk of some length, tillhe began to weep, and many of the scholars and theteacher, too. It was now time for recess. It was a cold day, yet hisassociates gathered around him. I was some anxious toknow for what purpose. I let them stay out till they choseto come in. I positioned myself by the side of the fire-place, with a long iron shovel behind me, and my book andrule in my lap. They all stood in a circle by the fire, andthen all but the offender left for their seats. Heapproached me in tears and said, I ask your pardon formy abusive conduct this winter. Will you ask that ofthe school also .!* Yes, he said. The pardon wasgranted with tears of joy. I found that his associates didnot leave him till he promised to do as he did. I said,Orlando, I will promise to do all I can to help you inyour studies. After that I had not a better friend in myschool. He circulated a paper, with success, for lengthen-ing out the schooL. ?• ~--t t BIRTHPLACE OF MRS. ALDKN. CAMnKIDGE, MASS. CHAPTER LIFE, ^^EW, I think, have met with as many casualties as^Pi I have and survived them. At the age of nine^^ years I was riding a furious horse, to harrow outcom. The horse became unmanageable, ran for home, theharrow bounding behind him. As he came to the top of avery steep hill, the harrow parted and left the whippletreeand chains. As he ran down the hill, I was thrown off,and one of my limbs was caught in the chain, and I wasdrawn many rods, my head striking stones till I becamesenseless. Fortunately, ere I came to a high pair of bars,the chain came off. The horse leaped the bars and raninto his stall. After a few weeks, I was able to work again. When alittle older, I was standing on a bridge that was undergoingrepairs. Th
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