I told him and he cried:

"The baiby again! Allus the baiby!"

With that he took out of his pocket a cake of moist tobacco, cut and

rolled some of it in his palm, and then charged his pipe and lit

it--filling the air with clouds of rank smoke, which made baby bark and

cough without rousing her.

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