grass and laughing. It was a lovelyscene, only in one corner it was still winter. Itwas the farthest corner of the garden, and in itwas standing a little boy. He was so small thathe could not reach up to the branches of the tree,and he was wandering all round it, crying bitterly.The poor tree was… … g;a?z/ /oo^ him gently and put him up into the tree Easter Sunday 229 And the Giants heart melted as he looked out.How selfish I have been! he said; now I knowwhy the Spring would not come here. I will putthat poor little boy in the top of the tree, andthen I will knock down the wall, and my…
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