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Hush, Ann, do not cry so. Do not be cross with Ann; she has had a sad loss. Her pet dove fell ill, and now it is dead. There are lads in the hall. Who can it be? It is Pat, and Jo, and Sam.
They wish to tell Ann that her dove is not dead. Jo says it will be well by and by. How glad they all are, for they all love our good Ann. Jo gave his cap a toss into the air when he saw the dove move, he was so full of joy. We shall now all be glad, for Ann is glad.