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THE WILD BOAR.
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now rigid and fixed in death, and his eyes,
lately so bright and expressive, now cold and
dull. A large wound was in his side, and the
blood had trickled from it on to the snow,
making a large crimson stain. As I looked at
him, and thought how narrowly I had escaped
the same fate, I felt thankful for my
deliverance ; but little did I know what was in store
for me. But I can’t tell you any more now.
Perhaps, if you come to see me again, I can tell
you how it is I am here ; but for the present I
wish you good-bye."
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