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The back parts of the toere just now abounding with

apple-gatherings They stood in the yards in carts, baskets, and loose

heaps; and the blue, stagnant air of autu

was heavy with a sweet cidery sainst the

walls in the yellow sun, where they were drying to be used as fuel

Yet it was not the great make of the year as yet; before the standard

crop cae

superfluity of early apples, and windfalls from the trees of later

harvest, which would not keep long Thus, in the baskets, and

quivering in the hopper of thethe mellow countenances of streaked-jacks, codlins, costards,

stubbards, ratheripes, and other well-known friends of her ravenous

youth

Grace watched the head-h escaped

her Perhaps she thought of the day--not so far distant--when that

friend of her childhood had eh diffident, and trusting in a proht of days earlier

yet--days of childhood--when her mouth was somewhat more ready to

receive a kiss from his than was his to bestow one However, all that

was over She had felt superior to him then, and she felt superior to