Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 477
the passers to and fro.Poor Stephen, feeble, bent and old, was shoveling away the snow;Martin at last laughed at himself for watching all so eagerly.What fool am I ! What look I for? Think I the Masters face to see I must be going daft, indeed ! He turned him to his work once more, And stitched… … May Christ reward you ! Stephen said, rejoicing in the welcome heat ;I was so tired ! Sit, Martin begged, be comforted and drink and eat.But even while his grateful guest refreshed his chilled and toil-worn frameDid Martins eyes still strive to scan each passing form that went and came. Are you…
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