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17825	Johnston, Annie F. (Annie Fellows)	The Legend of the Bleeding-heart			.txt	text/plain	2595	172	90	'Twas no slight task the old Flax-spinner took upon herself, the day she So years went by, and Olga grew in goodness and in beauty, and helped Then once more the old Flax-spinner went into her inner room, and When the night of the first ball rolled around, Olga combed her long like a little shrivelled seed, and Olga's eyes filled with tears of "When thou reachest the castle gate clasp one bead in thy fingers and The next night Olga started again to the castle in her dress of tow, and when the Oak wagged his head she called back waveringly, "My little Olga That night outside the castle gate, Olga paused. Then Olga wept at the castle gate; wept outside in the night and the All night the old Oak, tapping on the thatch, called down, "Thou'rt and fetched the old Flax-spinner to the castle, there to live out all	./cache/17825.txt	./txt/17825.txt