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The Last of the Foresters

CHAPTER XXVII
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She had on a small gold ring, and a red bracelet; and since that time he has loved red bracelets more than all barbaric pearls and gold.

In those times, the trees were greener than at present, the birds sang more sweetly, and the streams ran far more merrily.

They thought so at least, as they sat under a large oak, and he read to her, with shadowy, loving eyes, nearly full of happy tears, old songs, that 'dallied with the innocence of love, like the old age.' And so the evening went into the west, and they returned, and all the night and long days afterward her smile shone on him, brightening his life as it does now." Who laughs?
Is it at Verty going along with drooping forehead, and deep sighs; or at the unappreciated great poet, whose prose-strains we have recorded?
Well, friends, perhaps you have reason.

Therefore, let us unite our voices in one great burst of "inextinguishable laughter"-- as of the gods on Mount Olympus--raised very high above the world! Let us rejoice that we have become more rational, and discarded all that folly, and are busying ourselves with rational affairs--Wall-street, and cent per cent.

and dividends.


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