. . . apparently lost in the street, accosted her with the question, “Whose child are you?” “Child of wrath, ma’am,” cried the little urchin, dropping a courtesy as if addressing the parson. The lady resumed and said, “Where were you born?” – Born in sin, ma’am,” persevered the diminutive theologian.
– Published in The Burlington Weekly Hawk-Eye, Burlington Iowa, Saturday, May 24, 1862, p. 3
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