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18713	Dunbar-Nelson, Alice Moore	Violets and Other Tales			.txt	text/plain	25220	1410	82	heart with unutterable love and happiness." Far away in a distant city, a man, carelessly looking among some And so your independent working woman of to day comes as near being interesting little game called life which we play every day? It was cold that day; the great sharp north wind swept out Elysian skins and lovely eyes like Spaniels, that Titee could not tell of. How love came, and how old earth, quaint little old-world places, where one may be disguised effectually repress it; a woman's love is too mighty to be put down with little I am a miserable, heart-weary wreck,--a woman with fame, without love. The poor old year died hard; for all the earth lay cold that yeller-haired young man what comes there all the time, wif his arms Holy Mary, Mother of God. Poor little Miss Sophie. Tell to the little ones with wondering eyes,	./cache/18713.txt	./txt/18713.txt