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life - a terrific set of hysterics, just as though it had just dawned on her that he was dead, although she had been, as it turned out later, really expecting his death for a long, long time. Long before anybody else knew he was ill, she knew he was ill, she knew he was ill and wouldn't recover. Also they had been next to estranged for quite a long while. This all came out later. However, she made this terrible demonstration with screaming, weeping and carrying on. I cannot help remembering that, because it seemed to me at the time slightly artificial, like the funeral parlor in which we were - all ornate, fixed up. It was not like a simple miner's family who took its grief the way it came - with dignity, courage and fortitude.

That passed over. She was taken into the next room groaning and screaming. Then the undertaker came in and said that if any of us would like to speak to Mrs. Mitchell she'd be glad to see us. So we went in one by one and spoke to Mrs. Mitchell. She was by this time having a very nice time receiving the company. I remember that very plainly. The boys were big, good-looking young men of eighteen, nineteen and twenty years old, still in school.

We didn't go to Scranton that afternoon. The body lay in the funeral parlor all night with a watch. I didn't keep the watch, but some of the men in the department did.





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