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5594	Ebers, Georg	The Story of My Life — Volume 02			.txt	text/plain	12987	560	71	wife became acquainted with our mother, however, and he called us to him, then a bright, amiable young man, and his mother, who was from the Rhine The actress Crelinger, when she came to see my mother, made a great coming from school one winter day, and some boys threw snowballs at her. Berlin in my mind's eye, and I seemed to see the wretched little girl the king--I was then seven years old--we children shared the horror and I remember distinctly how fine our mother thought the speech with which soon as the fine spring days came we found great crowds listening to Our mother loved the king too, but she was a daughter of the free Our mother and Frau Beyer had seen and heard him too, and the firing in At last the hour of bedtime came, and I still remember how our mother	./cache/5594.txt	./txt/5594.txt