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Kemball, in one of his sermons, alludes to his hundred wives under this endearing epithet.
Do you not know that when she cries the gods themselves are weeping?'"
--Quite so, said the dean, you have certainly hit the nail on the head.
On these occasions I have noticed such a dreamy, vacant expression in his eyes, that I might have suspected him of being addicted to the use of some narcotic, had not the temperance and cleanliness of his whole life forbidden such a notion.
