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cold dews + Gentians at the time of hoar frost.

O, it is good to be alive, when one has escaped from prison.

Some day I shall follow down the Alleghany Mts. and see the diferent caracter of rocks & trees and find flowers I have only read of and been waiting to see.

I have lived in a world you never have known — I wish I cold give it to you & the extacy of it.

Well, I must be brief