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Atticus reached down and picked up the candy box.  He handed it to Jem.
Jem opened the box.  Inside, surrounded by wads of damp cotton, was a white, waxy, perfect camellia.  It was a Snow-on-the-Mountain.
Jem’s eyes nearly popped out of his head.  “Old hell-devil, old hell-devil!” he screamed, flinging it down.  “Why can’t she leave me alone?”
In a flash Atticus was up and standing over him.  Jem buried his face in Atticus’s shirt front, “Sh-h,” he said.  “I think that was her way of telling you — everything’s all right now, Jem, everything’s all right.  You know, she was a great lady.”
“A lady?” Jem raised his head.  His face was scarlet.  “After all those things she said about you, a lady?”
“She was.  She had her own views about things, a lot different from mine, maybe … son, I told you that if you hadn’t lost your head I’d have made you go read to her.  I wanted you to see something about her — I wanted you to see what real courage is, instead of getting the idea that courage is a man with a gun in his hand.  It’s when you know you’re licked before you begin but you begin anyway and you see it through no matter what.  You rarely win, but sometimes you do.  Mrs. Dubose won, all ninety-eight pounds of her.  According to her views, she died beholden to nothing and nobody.  She was the bravest person I ever knew.”
Jem picked up the candy box and threw it in the fire.  He picked up the camellia, and when I went off to bed I saw him fingering the wide petals.  Atticus was reading the paper.
   —  Harper Lee
From her novel:  “To Kill A Mockingbird
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