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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from A Heap O' Livin' by Edgar A. Guest: I'm sure we'll all of us be killed. I only wish
your Pa was here."
Pa's cheeks are thin an' kinder pale; he couldn't
rough it worth a cent.
He couldn't stand the hike we had the day the
Boy Scouts camping went.
He has to hire a man to dig the garden, coz his
back gets lame,
An' he'd be crippled for a week, if he should
play a baseball game.
But when a thunder storm comes up, Ma sits an'
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