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 threw my mantle over him and immediately I heard a voice from the heavens, blessing me for that piece of charity, saying,


 * "I'll be damned my son if I do not reward it in time."

I went on: night and darkness overtook me. No village was to be seen. The country was covered with snow, and I was unacquainted with the roads.

Tired I alighted at last, and fastened my horse to something of a pointed stump of a tree, which appeared above the snow. For the sake of safety I took my pistols

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