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[Directvnc-user] golden anniversary

From: Agnes Wise
Subject: [Directvnc-user] golden anniversary
Date: Thu, 14 Sep 2006 23:40:49 +0200

Helped byBrother Onesime, who had the artists soul.
Beforethat I was three years in the eastern Arctic. Sometimes he saw a deer, and on bare places on the hills he thoughthe detected sheep.
If thats their game itwont be easy to hit their trail. The stuffy little presbytery was not much better. And then he fell silent and stared into the fire.
The visit to the Andersens alteredLeithens mood.
No, was the answer, for I live in a little world.
Probably he had never seen a white manbefore.
And theres all the animals that Noah had in theArk. He looked unhappy and hungryand he spoke little. His legs had cramped with the journey and hehad to lean on Johnnys shoulder.
Once there had been asettlement here which years ago had been abandoned.
He would talk, too, about the secret lore of the woods.
Them beasts aint happy here, Johnny said. Now, lets see just where brother Lew comes in.
The sedimentary rocks had given place to some kind of igneousformation.
There aint no medical comforts in the Mackenzie mountains.
Leithens quarters during these days were in the spare room of theBay postmaster.
There was no sound except the gurgle of thewater and an occasional sandpipers whistle.

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