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Show Tho Little "Fmlri" or Dear One. It Is, perhaps, well that some distant traits mark us all it prevents wearisome monotony. How affectionately do we remember the little characteristic habits and fancies of those whom we love, more especially when our memories in these matters revert to the dead. The Uttle "fads," as we call them, of father and mother become sacred as we look back upon them in our after years, and the quaint peculiarities of many an old friend are remembered lovingly when they themselves have passed away, |