Alcott, Louisa May, 1832-1888 · Boston, Roberts Brothers · leaf 248
he branch beside her, its o breast sparkling like a jewel, and its long billfull of honey, while its quivering wings madethe softest music. I am ready ! Good-by, dear friends ! good-by,great world ! I love you, but I must go to myown people, cried Bud, and with a flash of theblue and silver wings… … So they chose a sunny spot on a lonely moor, where the earthwas rich, and a brook kept it moist, and there they planted theseeds and tended them carefully. — PAGE 257. XI. THE FLOWERS STORY. MARION had been ill, and was still soweak that she had to lie on her bedmany hours each day trying to sleep…
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