Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 316
thin thelaw, my son. Then Glaucon, with a lookwhich sat strangelyon his boyish face, declared that he wouldoffer himself in Phorions place ; that he wouldbury all his hopes in slavery that the little ladmight grow up in freedom. Did ever mother have such a son?thought Heraclea proudly ; but she… … WHEN HERACLEA PUT THE CRANE S GIFT INTO HIS HANDS,A CHANGE CAME OVER THE ROUGH FACE. from the house; even the cranes have not re-turned to us. It was a warm, spring afternoon a weeklater, and Heraclea sat once more at her door. A soft stirring and fluttering overhead, rousedher for a moment. The…
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