The Path of Life by Stijn [pseud.] Streuvels
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through: an old man and woman, with their organ; and a dog with his three
young pups. * * * * * Much later.... The thick mist had changed into bright, glittering dewdrops and the sun shone high in the heaven. Now four dogs lay harnessed to the cart, four red-brown dogs. And, when the handle turned and the organ played, all those four dogs lifted their noses on high and howled uglily. Inside, deep-hidden under the organ-cloth, sat the little soul, the mysterious, shabby little organ-soul, grown quite hoarse now and almost dumb. * * * * * CHRISTMAS NIGHT * * * * * III CHRISTMAS NIGHT Over there, high up among the pines, stood the house where he lived alone with the trees and the birds; and there, every morning, he saw the sun rise and, in the evening, sink away again. And for how many years! |
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