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Barry Holden

 The very fall my sister Nancy Knapp
Set fire to the house
They were trying Dr.
Duval For the murder of Zora Clemens, And I sat in the court two weeks Listening to every witness.
It was clear he had got her in a family way; And to let the child be born Would not do.
Well, how about me with eight children, And one coming, and the farm Mortgaged to Thomas Rhodes? And when I got home that night, (After listening to the story of the buggy ride, And the finding of Zora in the ditch,) The first thing I saw, right there by the steps, Where the boys had hacked for angle worms, Was the hatchet! And just as I entered there was my wife, Standing before me, big with child.
She started the talk of the mortgaged farm, And I killed her.

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