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for she was alive long before father and other were born -- no doubt about that! grandother had a hyn book with a big silver button to lock it, and she ed to read it there was a rose the book; it was very ft and dry it was not as beautiful as the rose her gss bottle, but it was only to this flower that she siled her tenderest sile and even brought tears to her eyes
i dont know why granda looked at a withered rose an old book like that you know what every ti y grandothers tears fell on the flower, its lor idiately beca bright aga the rose opened and the whole roo was filled with fragrance all four walls fell down as if they were nothg ore than a yer of soke around her appeared a beautiful green wood; sunlight filtered through the leaves and grandother -- well, she was young aga she was a beautiful little girl, with curls of golden hair and a round red face, beautiful and ele
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