Old Concord, her highways and byways; . didnt forgetit. So she gave the choice piece of land, some-where near the Mystic ponds, she had saved for her-self, to this same Jotham Gibbons; and this comesdown through the years as the message that wentwith the gift — from an untutored savage mindyou — for the many kindnesses received from hisfather, and for the tender love and respect whichshe bore to the son, and desired that these be re-corded in perpetual remembrance of this thing. And so you see, continues No. i, this is onereason why I want to locate the Indian Queen inthis charming spot. Think
Old Concord, her highways and byways; . didnt forgetit. So she gave the choice piece of land, some-where near the Mystic ponds, she had saved for her-self, to this same Jotham Gibbons; and this comesdown through the years as the message that wentwith the gift — from an untutored savage mindyou — for the many kindnesses received from hisfather, and for the tender love and respect whichshe bore to the son, and desired that these be re-corded in perpetual remembrance of this thing. And so you see, continues No. i, this is onereason why I want to locate the Indian Queen inthis charming spot. Think of Sylvan Lake, whereshe could view her dusky face, and braid her elfinlocks, as by a mirror; over which her light canoecould dance, and — I see I must get you away, says No. 2, strug-o-lino- to her feet, before, like Silas Wegg, you drop into poetry. Let us go around the pond, cries the other, rU promise not to say Lidian again, only thedriest of facts concerning the origin of Fairyland. I know that already, her companion, far. \—--—ii:
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