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Chapter 26 At The Call Of The Whistle
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Released on: 11/11/2017
cigar stand came and went they talked with the philosopher of nothing else. The dry-goods pessimist delivered his da
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Helen of the Old House
“Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw The torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields_.”