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Father Winter
Mrs. Winter was lifted from her horse and put at once to bed, unable to sit up, and the children were very lame and sore. But they were now in the hands of kind friends, and Mrs. Winter still trusted in and thanked God. She wrote: "God has declared that, 'according to thy day, thy strength shall be; ' and he has preserved us beyond all our apprehensions. "
The weather became fair, and they waited in deep anxiety for tidings of Mr. Winter. But day after day passed, with no news.
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