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It Was October Again ... A Glorious October, All Red And Gold, With Mellow Mornings When The Valleys Were Filled With Delicate Mists As If The Spirit Of Autumn Had Poured Them In For The Sun To Drain - Amethyst, Pearl, Silver, Rose, And Smoke-blue. The Dews Were So Heavy That The Fields Glistened Like Cloth Of Silver And There Were Such Heaps Of Rustling Leaves In The Hollows Of Many-stemmed Woods To Run Crisply Through.

She Suddenly Found Herself Laughing Without Bitterness.

There Are So Many Unpleasant Things In The World Already That There Is No Use In Imagining Any More.

Gossip Lies Nine Times And Tells A Half Truth The Tenth.

It's Delightful When Your Imaginations Come True, Isn't It?