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CHAPTER IX
MOTHER BRITA’S GRANDCHILD
It was an afternoon in the spring. There
had been a heavy fall of snow the day before
and then suddenlv a thaw set in. So verv
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Avarm was the air and the sun so burning hot
that the water from the roof gutters came
rush-ing and tumbling out in regular Avaterfalls;
and big snoAvslides from the housetops
thumped down everywhere, making a rumbling
noise all along the streets.
The walking I Avon’t try to describe. There
Avere no paths made, just the frightfully soft
melting siioav, so deep that it came exactly
half-way to your knees. So there wasn’t much
pleasure in walking, I assure you; and Ave
hadn’t a thing to do.
The steamships from both east and Avest
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