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Mr. Glowry was a very consolate widower with one small child. That child, a son, was named Scythrop after a maternal ancestor who had hanged himself one rainy day in a fit of tedium. The coroner's jury eulogized him and Mr. Glowry held his memory in high honor, and made a punchbowl of his skull. | |||
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