KYWITT, KYWITT, KYWITT, I CRY,OH WHAT A BEAUTIFUL BIRD AM 11 … To face page 186 THE ALMOND TREE. 187 month had passed she called to her husband, and said, weep ing, If I die, bury me under the almond tree. Then she was comforted and happy until the ninth monthhad passed, and then she bore a child as white as snow and asred as blood, and when she saw it her joy…
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