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17864	Burton, Annie L.	Memories of Childhood's Slavery Days			.txt	text/plain	17298	870	84	Should coming days be cold and dark, We need not cease our singing; That perfect rest nought can molest, Where golden harps are ringing. The first day in the hut was a rainy day; and as night drew near it grew more fierce, and we children had gathered some little fagots to make a fire by the time mother came home, with something for us to eat, such as she had gathered through the day.	cache/17864.txt	txt/17864.txt
