Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 482
adows with a river runningthrough them. When we cameup to it the ashes were dumpedon the bank. I rolled down andreached the river. I was glad to get away, for Idid not like such company. Howhappy I was sailing gently onwith the ever-moving water ! and I began to sing: Sailing, sailing down the… … ute more only my toe was out of water, and soon thatwas gone, too, and I was sinking down, down, and ailthe time I was being carried onward with the rushingwaters. At last I floated gently to the bottom of the — ocean. No more rushing now ; all was quiet. Little fishesswam to and fro, and gathered…
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