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New York Weekly
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v. 21 no. 6
— chapters I-II (conclusion), page 7 |
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Sketch |
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New York Weekly, v. XXI, no. 6, December 28, 1865 (Issue) |
| Author: |
Claude
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| Date: |
December 28, 1865 |
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The sun was fast sinking below the horizon, reflecting its beams on the distant hills, and gilding the trees on their summits till they shone like gold, as the gay shouts and merry laughter of children could be heard, and their little figures were seen flitting among the trees on the village green, or trundling their hoops up and down the board graveled walk. |
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