WHAT WAS ON THE TREE.
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bright color which still clung to the bare boughs of an oak-tree.
"Dear, dear Months,—how good they have been to us!" whispered Thekla, as the hill faded from view.
And the ship spread her white wings, and sailed away to the New World.
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"One week later a large ship weighed anchor in a port, and upon her deck stood our
two children," Max and Thekla.
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