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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Just Folks by Edgar A. Guest: To smooth the little troubles out and drive the cares away.
When Mother Cooked With Wood
I do not quarrel with the gas,
Our modern range is fine,
The ancient stove was doomed to pass
From Time's grim firing line,
Yet now and then there comes to me
The thought of dinners good
And pies and cake that used to be
When mother cooked with wood.
The axe has vanished from the yard,
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