. Aurora (1897). I wonder if its you. I start to read of a man so great,Whom everybody knows— In place of his I see a name —I wonder if tis yours. I conjugate my Latin verbs. My French ones just the same- Amo is very nice imleed,1-iut I like il maime. Botes ¥ ^ ¥ I ^£HE sat like one transfixed with rapture, her eyes fixed on hisy^^ face, her fingers vainly endeavoring to reproduce the(S^^ notes he uttered. On and on he went, pausing for noth-ing, perhaps inspired by the steady attention of his auditor, for-getting time, oblivious of all sordid cares, pouring out the grandestnotes that ever man
. Aurora (1897). I wonder if its you. I start to read of a man so great,Whom everybody knows— In place of his I see a name —I wonder if tis yours. I conjugate my Latin verbs. My French ones just the same- Amo is very nice imleed,1-iut I like il maime. Botes ¥ ^ ¥ I ^£HE sat like one transfixed with rapture, her eyes fixed on hisy^^ face, her fingers vainly endeavoring to reproduce the(S^^ notes he uttered. On and on he went, pausing for noth-ing, perhaps inspired by the steady attention of his auditor, for-getting time, oblivious of all sordid cares, pouring out the grandestnotes that ever man uttered. His utterances were inaudible to me,for I was not within hearing distance, but, thinking that melodiousnotes issued from his lips, I was surprised at the pained, grievedlook upon the young girls face. When he had concluded Idrew near and looked over her shoulder. Then in the place ofsurprise and doubt came pity and sorrow, for written at the top ofher paper were the words, Gaines Bible Notes. ^^^.
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