Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 36
f the Lovely Lakes, where she had been sohappy. The more she thought about it, the moreshe grieved ; and one morning, unable to bearher sorrow longer, she sprang into the great jet ofthe fountain. High into the bright air the fount-ain threw her. scattering her into a thousand dropsof glittering… … ROSY SNOW. By Helen Gray Cone. Rosy snow on the roofs in the morning; Drifts in the hollows, by wild winds curled ;Bells on the beaten road chime away cheeringly- O the great white world !Brown little sparrows on twigs bare and red.You shall have crumbs both of cake and of bread-1 will remember…
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