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A MEMBER of the State Militia1 stood at a street corner, scowling2 stormily, and the people passing that way went a long way around him, thinking of the horrors of war. But presently, in order to terrify them still more, he strode toward them, when, his sword entangling3 his legs, he fell upon the field of glory, and the people passed over him singing their sweetest songs. 点击收听单词发音
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