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THE STORY OF A LITTLE SPARK.
something small and winged flew out, and filled the air. August gave a loud laugh, and vanished in the Forest.
Max and Thekla stood staring after him for a moment, stupefied with astonishment. Then they began to dance up and down, and slap themselves right and left with countenances as red as fire. Curious lumps were forming on their faces and hands. You see mosquitoes are unknown in the Black Forest, and August's gift was a couple of dozen—very lively ones—from the Jersey Flats!
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Max "moved his seat closer; and, pulling the flushed cheek down on his shoulder,
began to cool it with gentle wavings of his palm-leaf fan."
