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of every wind that whistles? You
shall rest. Are you old? You shall
renew your youth. The tree falls;
the house is pulled down, cousins
and doctors and gypsy folk go”
said the tree orchard to me “but the pattern
of them, the thing that means
loveliness, or loyalty, or romance,
forever endures.
from A Victorian Village” by
Lizette Woodworth Reese

Alice Pierce – gave a noble sentiment –
and read a list of the things given
to Deborah Iddings Jackson when she was
married ([...]) the cheapness of the
articles being unbelievable – a very full
line for a very small sum of money.