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35401	Stevens, Francis	Friend Island			.txt	text/plain	5099	340	92	little island, all alone by itself in the great Pacific Ocean. been waiting a long time for you to come.' I cried, I was that happy sudden like in a wide circle of green grass, with a little spring of man, I reckon, and likely he got nervous of being so alone. himself before I come, though likely I'd have found him poor company. going to look, sure enough there lay a big palm tree right across the poor Nelson Smith's board off from the tree and tossed it away for the very likely know now--that islands sometimes float. It had its palm trees and its live things, just like hadn't really been a part of my island once--just its daughter like, "Well, to make a long story short, Nelson Smith told me he was a island like Anita can't associate with you peaceable, but you must	./cache/35401.txt	./txt/35401.txt