Note 99 — BETHLEHEM AND THE MORAVIANS.
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A lady in Bethlehem told me that she had expected a man to help her put down carpet, who had failed to appear. About nine the next morning she met him upon the street somewhat intoxicated and friendly and communicative. “Oh, Mrs. ⸺,” said he, “I couldn’t come yesterday. It was my bursday.” Whence we may infer that the celebration of birthdays has spread in the community.