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What we shall eat to-morrow, I haven't the slightest idea! said Widow Wang to her eldest son, as he started out one morning in search of work. Oh, the gods will provide. I'll find a few coppers somewhere, replied the boy, trying to speak cheerfully, although in his heart he also had not the slightest idea in which direction to turn.

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