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 J o s e P H Yes, sure, the Holy Ghost. That happened to my cousin too. a windy day—got caught in a cloud of celestial pollen. it happens from time to time, especially to the pure ones. White flowers seem to invite the holy bees. But then this dream. i dream all the time. some man stops me, says i owe him a white goat, or dogs howl behind the house and the whole village comes to listen. But this dream was clear and short: no stoning, no divorce. a son. Well, all right. Who knows 0 how the fine dust drifted. Maybe he’ll be good at cutting and planing. i can use some help. Besides, Mary—well, you’ve seen her. i know when i’ve been lucky. now it’s Caesar augustus, taxes, Bethlehem. We’ll make it, Mary on the mule—Mary and son— and me walking. Mary beautiful, as the full moon rises. Mary, my wife, and the dream, that clear one, with the angel talking. . . . ...

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