Harold Bell Wright
Harold Bell Wright · English
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Harold Bell Wright · English
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TO FRANCES, MY WIFE IN MEMORY OF THAT BEAUTIFUL SUMMER IN THE OZARK HILLS, WHEN, SO OFTEN, WE FOLLOWED THE OLD TRAIL AROUND THE RISE OF MUTTON HOLLOW—THE TRAIL THAT IS NOBODY KNOWS HOW OLD—AND FROM SAMMY’S LOOKOUT WATCHED THE DAY GO OVER THE WESTERN RIDGES.
Harold Bell Wright
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