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Providence swept him away from us , like , and we 've lost him . Ah 's me ! -- well , I loved that boy better , even , than a Yankee loves cucumbers . '' This may be thought an odd comparison to cross a drowsy imagination , but it was one Marble often made ; and if eating the fruit , morning , noon and night , will vindicate its justice , the mate stood exonerated from everything like exaggeration . `` Ebbry body lub Masser Mile , '' said the warm-hearted Neb , or I thought he so said . `` I nebber see dat we _ can _ go home to good old Masser Hardinge , and tell him how we lose Masser Mile ! '' `` It will be a hard job , Neb , but I greatly fear it must be done .