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The Way of the Wind

The Way of the Wind

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Chapter 1 ToC

Word Count: 1091    |    Released on: 30/11/2017

red with flower beds and shaded by quiet trees, elms and maples, brightly green with young leaflets and dark with cedars and pines

as she tied the strings of her

wouldn't. You couldn't get me to take such risks. Wild horses couldn't. All them whut want

go. Accordin' to him, the West is the futuah country. He has found a place wheah they ah goin' to

Simpson, tying a bouquet of flowers she had broug

elia, "growing up

ded her t

uah pahdon, whut's goin' out theah to grow up with the country, an

shud

y say the wind blows all the time out t

sy Storm, who was busy putting away a little cake she had made with he

d down and raised

he asked, "how ha'd the wind bl

k of dust from the hem of

she, "and su

et, basking in the sunlight, peacefully minus a ripple

wind," she complain

e reit

aid of t

flowers, Marsh Marigolds, Johnny-Jump-Ups and Brown-Eyed Susans. She stood at t

" she called back. "Yes. Su

rying fearfully out the doo

ell to

enly, between her sobs. "I'm afraid ..

and kissing it. "It's not so fah but you can come back aga

rom the door. "Is you gwine away, chile,

arms, fell upon the bosom of

the negress, musical with tenderness, "an' bri

ith clash and clatter

r hoisting the baggage of his one passenger thereto, looking stolidly down o

They essayed to comfort her. They thrust upon her gi

the nearest town which at that time boasted of a railroad. They placed her comfortably

ed asunder at the jerk of the wheels

he cried out, her pal

, and Mansy Storm, runni

to Seth, Celia.

sly as the sta

a mighty little lowah than the ang

Lexington pike, past houses of other frien

sleepily, one eye of a shuttered window open, one shut, past big stone gates which gave upo

shine, coming out, untied th

soft Southern brogue, tuneful as the ripple of

mothere

swered, "I am

commented the girl wistfully as she counted out

had not seem

obbed o

nted, "it is a

age moved on, Celia staring back at her with wide sad eyes. The girl leaned forward, let the

nd wept out her heart. It seemed to her that, with the le

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