id	author	title	date	pages	extension	mime	words	sentences	flesch	summary	cache	txt
17872	nan	Gifts of Genius: A Miscellany of Prose and Poetry by American Authors			.txt	text/plain	49318	3254	83	She said she loved me--yes a thousand times! Upon my word of honor as a gentleman, I did not know that I loved Annie--I wandered in the long-gone days of earlier years. and looked into the deep eyes for some moments without uttering a word. --And again I can say, as I said long ago: "how good a thing it is to God on high; on earth, peace, good will toward men.' They couldn't tell, liked to talk because he looked for sympathy, and hoped for it, the face picture; what do you think it looks like? Having said these words, the organist wiped his eyes, and laughed. eye fell at last on the spire of a little church, rising like a pencil of little painted bird-cage-looking houses, appeared to have no more life of its fame; for her life, like this very day, had been dark and wearisome,	./cache/17872.txt	./txt/17872.txt