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The Way to Peace — Margaret Deland / Margaret Wade Campbell Deland
It was a little after five, and the delicate air of dawn was full ol wood and pasture scents the sweet ness of bay and the freshness of dewnched leaves. In the valley night ill hung like gauze under the trees, ut the top of the hill was glittering with sunshine. Why, weve hardly come half way! she said.
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