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...realize the sad fact that General Edward Burleson is no more. He had been standing for days, " ' Where nature makes that melancholy pause, Her breathing moment, on the bridge where time, Of light and darknesa, forms an arch sublime.' "He who had gone unharmed and unhurt through dangers so many ; who...

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...all the way, on its journey down to the lake. It is Saturday night of Nature and the Year— "Their breathing moment on the bridge where Time Of light and darkness, forms an arch sublime." There is nothing more to be done; everything is packed up; the wardrobe of Spring and Summer is all...

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