Received: from nobody by stodi.digitalkingdom.org with local (Exim 4.87) (envelope-from ) id 1c7TS6-0002Nc-6l for lojban-newreal@lojban.org; Thu, 17 Nov 2016 12:38:34 -0800 Received: from [162.144.145.108] (port=50493 helo=memorizevitals.com) by stodi.digitalkingdom.org with esmtp (Exim 4.87) (envelope-from ) id 1c7TS1-0002Mq-Cn for lojban@lojban.org; Thu, 17 Nov 2016 12:38:33 -0800 Date: Thu, 17 Nov 2016 13:58:56 -0700 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit Message-ID: From: "Jenna Austin" To: Subject: 0 Content-Type: text/html; charset=us-ascii Mime-Version: 1 X-Spam-Score: 1.7 (+) X-Spam_score: 1.7 X-Spam_score_int: 17 X-Spam_bar: + X-Spam-Report: Spam detection software, running on the system "stodi.digitalkingdom.org", has NOT identified this incoming email as spam. The original message has been attached to this so you can view it or label similar future email. If you have any questions, see the administrator of that system for details. Content preview: memorize better your beloved She was apt to lie awake thinking, and some of her thinks were pretty dismal. Well, that night, instead of thinking and tossing and turning, and counting a thousand, it seemed to this other little girl that she began to see things as soon as she had got warm in bed, and before, even. And the first thing she saw was a large, bronzecolored Never mind, that, said the papa. If it hadnt been a ghost, could themoonlight have shone through it No, indeed The stuffing wouldnt havelet it. So you see it must have been a ghost. and the aunty was in bed, and the turkeys were walking up and down over her, and stretching out their wings, and blaming her. Two of them carried a platter of chicken pie, and there was a large pumpkin jackolantern hanging to the bedpost to light the room, and it looked just like the other little girls brother in the face, only perfectly ridiculous. Then the old gobbler, First Premium, clapped his wings, and said, Come on, chickchickledren and then they all seemed to be in her room, and she was standing in the middle of it in her nightgown, and tied round and round with ribbons, so she couldnt move hand or foot. The old gobbler, First Premium, said they were going to turn the tables now, and she knew what he meant, for they had had that in the reader at school just before vacation, and the teacher had explained it. He made a long speech, with his hat on, and kept pointing at her with one of his wings, while he told the other turkeys that it was her grandfather who had done it, and now it was their turn. He said that human beings had been eating turkeys ever since the discovery of America, and it was time for the turkeys to begin paying them back, if they were ever going to. He said she was pretty young, but she was as big as he was, and he had no doubt they would enjoy her. But it was right off the breast, said the gobbler, and he shed tears, so that the other little girl cried, too. She didnt have much hopes, they all seemed so spiteful, especially the little turkey chicks; but she told them that she [...] Content analysis details: (1.7 points, 5.0 required) pts rule name description ---- ---------------------- -------------------------------------------------- 0.0 URIBL_BLOCKED ADMINISTRATOR NOTICE: The query to URIBL was blocked. See http://wiki.apache.org/spamassassin/DnsBlocklists#dnsbl-block for more information. [URIs: memorizevitals.com] -0.0 SPF_PASS SPF: sender matches SPF record -0.0 SPF_HELO_PASS SPF: HELO matches SPF record -1.9 BAYES_00 BODY: Bayes spam probability is 0 to 1% [score: 0.0000] 0.7 MIME_HTML_ONLY BODY: Message only has text/html MIME parts 0.0 HTML_MESSAGE BODY: HTML included in message 0.8 RDNS_NONE Delivered to internal network by a host with no rDNS 2.0 HTML_TITLE_SUBJ_DIFF No description available. memorize better your beloved
She was apt to lie awake thinking, and some of her thinks were pretty dismal. Well, that night, instead of thinking and tossing and turning, and counting a thousand, it seemed to this other little girl that she began to see things as soon as she had got warm in bed, and before, even. And the first thing she saw was a large, bronzecolored Never mind, that, said the papa. If it hadnt been a ghost, could themoonlight have shone through it No, indeed The stuffing wouldnt havelet it. So you see it must have been a ghost. and the aunty was in bed, and the turkeys were walking up and down over her, and stretching out their wings, and blaming her. Two of them carried a platter of chicken pie, and there was a large pumpkin jackolantern hanging to the bedpost to light the room, and it looked just like the other little girls brother in the face, only perfectly ridiculous. Then the old gobbler, First Premium, clapped his wings, and said, Come on, chickchickledren and then they all seemed to be in her room, and she was standing in the middle of it in her nightgown, and tied round and round with ribbons, so she couldnt move hand or foot. The old gobbler, First Premium, said they were going to turn the tables now, and she knew what he meant, for they had had that in the reader at school just before vacation, and the teacher had explained it. He made a long speech, with his hat on, and kept pointing at her with one of his wings, while he told the other turkeys that it was her grandfather who had done it, and now it was their turn. He said that human beings had been eating turkeys ever since the discovery of America, and it was time for the turkeys to begin paying them back, if they were ever going to. He said she was pretty young, but she was as big as he was, and he had no doubt they would enjoy her. But it was right off the breast, said the gobbler, and he shed tears, so that the other little girl cried, too. She didnt have much hopes, they all seemed so spiteful, especially the little turkey chicks; but she told them that she was very tenderhearted, and never hurt a single thing, and she tried to make them understand that there was a great difference between eating people and just eating turkeys. Well, he couldnt do anything with them, old First Premium couldnt. They acted perfectly ridiculous, and one little brat of a spiteful little chick piped out, I speak for a drumstick, ma and then they all began: I want a wing, ma and Im going to have the wishbone and I shall have just as much stuffing as ever I please, shant I, ma till the other little girl was perfectly disgusted with them; she thought they oughtnt to say it before her, anyway; but she had hardly thought this before they all screamed out, They used to say it before us, and then she didnt know what to say, because she knew how people talked before animals. I dont believe I ever did, said the little girl. Go on. Well, old First Premium tried to quiet them again, and when he couldnt he apologized to the other little girl so nicely that she began to like him. He said they didnt mean any harm by it; they were just excited, and chickledren would be chickledren. Yes, said the other little girl, but I think you might take some older person to begin with. Its a perfect shame to begin with a little girl. Begin says old First Premium. Do you think were just beginning Why, when do you think it is The night after Thanksgiving. What year 1886. They all gave a perfect screech. Why, its Christmas Eve, 1900, and every one of your friends has been eaten up long ago, says old First Premium, and he began to cry over her, and the old henturkey and the little turkey chicks began to wipe their eyes on the backs of their wings. I dont think they were very neat, said the little girl. Well, they were kindhearted, anyway, and they felt sorry for the otherlittle girl. And she began to think she had made some little impressionon them, when she noticed the old henturkey beginning to untie herbonnet strings, and the turkey chicks began to spread round her in acircle, with the points of their wings touching, so that she couldntget out, and they commenced dancing and singing, and after a while thatlittle heturkey says, Whos it and the other little girl, shedidnt know why, says, Im it, and old First Premium says, Do youpromise and the other little girl says, Yes, I promise, and she knewshe was promising, if they would let her go, that people should nevereat turkeys any more. And the moon began to shine brighter and brighterthrough the turkeys, and pretty soon it was the sun, and then it was notthe turkeys, but the windowcurtainsit was one of those oldfarmhouses where they dont have blindsand the other little girl

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