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Public opinion is like the wind-it bloweth where it listeth. It whistled around Brampton the next day, whirling husbands and wives apart, and families into smithereens. Brampton had a storm all to itself-save for a sympathetic storm raging in Coniston-and all about a school-teacher.
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