But always, no matter how poor the family might be, the little boy had a clean white collar, and a copy of the New York Sun every morning. This paper was beautifully printed, smooth and neat; the little boy knew all its peculiarities of type, and he and his father and his mother accepted every word they read in it, both the news-columns and the editorial page, precisely as they accepted the doctors pills and the clergymans sermons, the Bible and the multiplication table and Marian Harlands cook-book.
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