| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - He was a poet in the intensity of his conceptions, and some of his sermons are more terrible than Dante's 'Inferno.' In November, 1874, upon their return to Mandarin, she writes: We have had heavenly weather, and we needed it: for our house was a cave of spider-webs, cockroaches, dirt, and all abominations, but less than a week has brought it into beautiful order.
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