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happily drinking in the music, suddenly a ray of sunshine breaks through the gray mantle which hides the sky, and Glodie claps her hands, crying:

"Grandad, I hear him—the lark, the lark!" Her dear little fresh voice made me laugh as I kissed her and said:

"I hear him too, my sweet little spring Lark!"