Mrs. J. S. Adams

Capitolo 71

evening, and not a star was visible. The flames of rose directed upward and touched
not also the barking of another tree, but hurt by neighbor around the oak, as
although it knew his/her job and that of the light of that tree need was only had
to pass the travellers I cross in safety. It touched so their hearts to
witness that the life of the noble oak must have sacrificed, and them
offered, with an accord, a silent prayer that is probable that its life is wide
in a taller form. Being passed through, they remained at the end of
the forest until the flames they died away, and then undertaken their trip.

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Years passed away. From the pole of ashes gone away by the past oak
the beautiful flowers in which you/they enchanted the eyes of all the trees the jumped
you forest, and it made fine, in a great measure, for the loss of their noble
companion.

After a brief workers of period were seen in the forest that demolishes the trees.

"Ah!" the old pine that had refused to give its life for the exclaimed
travellers, "I don't see how we have earned anything. If our life is to go,
it was able well as you/he/she has gone from the fire as from the ax."

"Only so", he/she answered to the beach, "only if we were expert from the fire
it is probable that we am entering again now another form of the life, as it seem our oak
being, from that pole of dust and ashes;  for he/she sees what beautiful flowers are
coming ahead from that ugly heap of dust."

"I felt the workers say that all these trees would be made plaza cleaning up,
and houses erected on the earth", remarked a trembling ash and its leaves
vigorous over them accustomed with the terror of this new thought.

"And that will certainly be the end of us", the pine groaned.

"Our happy life now" it is all on, it said a small fir that would have
continued to cry their destiny not had his/her attention to that instant
is arrested by two registration of forms the forest. They went to the stain
where once it sustained the brave oak, and it looked fixed admirably on the beautiful one it dyed