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even though I have to tramp the high roads.
“I have become like a pelican of the wilderness,
and like an owl in the desert.” My presence
is a trial to my relatives, and but for my love
to the child, they would have hurried me away.
Now that mud or snow makes walking difficult,
I carry the little one along the paths on my
arms, climb hills, and clamber up rocks, so that
both the old ladies say, “You will make yourself
ill, you will get giddy, you will kill yourself.”
“And a beautiful death that would be!” I
reply.
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