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TRAVELS WITH A DONKEY
bell. All the brothers were then hurrying to the chapel; the dead in life, at this untimely hour, were already beginning the uncomforted labours of their day. The dead in life there was a chill reflection. And the words of a French song came back into my memory, telling of the best of our mixed existence:
"Que t'as de belles filles,
Giroflé!
Giroflé!
Que t'as de belles filles,
L' Amour les comptera!"
And I blessed God that I was free to wander, free to hope, and free to love.
