Page:War; or, What happens when one loves one's enemy, John Luther Long, 1913.djvu/264

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WAR

frame, like some one had done it hastily, was some fresh clean writing-paper with this on it:

And on the other side of the frame was another paper—ragged and old, with this on it.

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