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DEDICATION.
It is, I believe, customary to dedicate one's work to a
patron. I suppose one's friend might with as much
grave bear the burden. When I remember the enthusiasm
with which my friend always espouses
my cause, and how tenaciously she clings to the few
virtues I have, and how blind she is to my innumerable
faults, I have no forbodings of evil when I approach her.
To her, Aurelia W. Beadle, the wife of my youth, this
poor memento of my faith is sincerely inscribed by
The Author.
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