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Chapter XIII
cly tried to speak to come out of tone of love, no song of bird, no strain of music ever pierces tillness--can forget ttered  alked to my toys, to stones, trees, birds and dumb animals, or t I felt o me or my dogs obeyed my commands. It is an unspeakable boon to me to be able to speak in  need no interpretation. As I talked, s fluttered up out of my  migruggled in vain to escape my fingers.

    But it must not be supposed t I could really talk in t time. I s of speecand me, but most people  ood one rue t, after I s, I did t of t for Miss Sullivans genius, untiring perseverance and devotion, I could not oural speec place, I laboured nigood even by my most intimate friends; in tance constantly in my efforts to

    articulate eaco combine all sounds in a ttention every day to mispronounced words.

    All teac t all appreciate ties o contend. In reading my teac on my fingers: I o use touccions of t, ts of ten t fault. In suco repeat tences, sometimes for il I felt tice, practice, practice.

    Discouragement and  me doly; but t moment t t I s  I o t.

    quot;My little sister and me no;  stronger tacles. I used to repeat ecstatically, quot;I am not dumb no; I could not be despondent ed t of talking to my mot astoniso find  is to talk to spell  as a medium of communication on my part; but Miss Sullivan and a feill use it in speaking to me, for it is more convenient and more rapid than lip-reading.

    Just ter explain our use of t, o me spells  generally employe
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