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And while going by, the little fellow snubbed,
two or three times, as he cried, bringing a
little pot of flowers. We knelt down there, took
off our hats; and laid them on the grave, the
side of the grave. And I raised up my hand, and
put my arms around him.
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And the people laughed at him, snubbed him,
said, "A funny looking soldier, what a fanatic."
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