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"Oh, no," the Widow said. "Papa lies under the black walnut tree, and the Devil took my hand."

She made a story about the Devil:

how he erupted, fuming, out of the earth, near to the side of her husband's corpse.
how he lunged after the dead man's fluttering soul and missed.
 

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The Black Walnut Tree 4: GB0130