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the musical disciples who assembled, one evening in each week,
to receive his instructions in psalmody, was Katrina Van Tassel,
the daughter and only child of a substantial Dutch farmer. She was
a blooming lass of fresh eighteen; plump as a partridge; ripe and
melting and rosy cheeked as one of her father's peaches, and universally
famed, not merely for her beauty, but her vast expectations...... |
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