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 244 THE SONG OF THE ANGELS. sleep last night, for I thought perhaps I shall awake in that dreadful place where liars go. I never was so unhappy before in my life." life." "I can easily believe it, for you were never guilty of the same sin before, I believe." "You only believe, mamma, are you not sure I never told a lie before?" "I hope you never did, my boy." "No, I never did, but I was afraid you would think me an ungrateful boy for not taking more care of the knife. Oh, I wish I had told the truth and been more afraid of offending God than even you." "I wish so too, my boy." "Oh, I am in- deed sorry, very sorry, that I should offend Google Digitized by