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A Sweet Memory.
Now the lovely June days had come, everything began to look really summer-like; school would soon be over, and the young people were joyfully preparing for the long vacation.
"We are all going up to Bethlehem.

We take the seashore one year and the mountains the next.

Better come along," said Gus, as the boys lay on the grass after beating the Lincolns at one of the first matches of the season.
"Can't; we are off to Pebbly Beach the second week in July.

Our invalids need sea air.