Preses are strahings! and so are sympathies; and so are signs; and the three bined make one mystery to which humanity has not yet found the key. I never laughed at preses in my life, because I have had strange ones of my own. Sympathies, I believe, exist (for instance, between far-distant, long-absent, wholly estranged relatives asserting, notwithstanding their alienation, the unity of the source to which each traces his in) whose ws baffle mortal prehension. And signs, fht we know, may be but the sympathies of Nature with man.
When I was a little girl, only six years old, I one night heard Bessie Leaven say to Martha Abbot that she had been dreaming about a little child; and that to dream of children was a sure sign of trouble, either to one’s self or one’s kin. The saying might have worn out of my memory, had not a circumstance immediately followed which served indelibly to fix it there. The day Bessie was sent for home to the deathbed of her littl……（内容加载失败！）
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