Mildred Keith (Mildred Keith (Cumberland House))

First Sentence

A SPRING MORNING in 183- ; winter's icy breath exchanged for gentle breezes; a faint tinge of yellow green on the woods that had been until now so brown and bare; violets and anemones showing their pretty, modest faces by the roadside; hill and valley clothed with verdure; rivulets dancing and singing; the river rolling onward in majestic gladness; Apple, peach, and cherry trees in bloom; birds building their nests; men and women busy here and there in field or garden; and over all "the uncertain glory of an April day."

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