sun, or his own face, or the trees,or anything at all, for more than twenty years. He does not knowwhat Lucy looks like. He only runs hi* fingers through her goldenringlets and calls her his Sunshine. THE BLIND BASKET-MAKER. He can make a basket in one morning. He makes it of willowbranches that… … cuiiM only be taught to know colors, would it not be nice? There,tluit basket is done, and off walks the old man, cane in hand, andthe basket on one arm. Lucy leads him, and Fido follows close u. w. LOWRIE.
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