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"Dear friend, replied the uncle, my young nephew has a snug berth, a nice bit of money in hand, and plenty of bread to break, besides he has quite as many patches as I have. And as he spoke, he slapped the patches on his trousers, but in that district small pieces of land were called patches also. If you will give yourself the trouble to go home with me, you shall see at once that all is as I have said. Then the miser did not want to lose this good opportunity, and said, if that is the case, I have nothing further to say against the marriage.",
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"Were you at the wedding too? Yes, I was there in my best clothes. My hat was made of snow, but then the sun came out and it melted. My coat was made of spiderwebs, but I had to walk through some sharp thorns. They tore my coat right off me. My shoes were made of glass, and I stepped on a stone. They made a loud *clink* and broke in two."
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