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Yes! even that youthful hotspur who
used the cream of rough-edged paper, and
was willing to try anything once, though
it should be once for all.

The girl's thought reverted to him now
as she gazed into the bungalow fire, seeing
in the gusty flicker of every log that menacing
spiral,--the brooding wind's eye.

It claimed her, that wild, red eye, even
while her companions of the White Birch
Group were excitedly discussing their picturesque
plans for the morrow; for the
celebration of their annual festival in honor
of the birch trees bursting into leaf, for the
odes, the songs, the dances, the planting,
each, of a silvery sapling.

It mesmerized her, did Ta-te's eye, with
its setting of flame, even to the exclusion
of enthusiasm about the big dance--the
joyous Together--in the evening, of which
Una raved in anticipation now and again,
and for which these two friends and rivals
in the matter of eyelashes had brought
their prettiest party dresses.


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