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How quickly children grow! They are infants -- you look away a minute and in that time they have left their babyhood behind.
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the hope I secretly cherished of putting by some money for Ira soon withered; and when it finally died I recovered my peace of mind and was happy enough.
What was it we had to learn? To fight against tremendous odds? What was the use? One only lost the little one had. Of what use to fight when the conclusion is known?
The time of in-between when it is neither day nor night, when nature seems to pause, to sigh and turn and prepare for another day.
The time of in-between, already a memory, coiled away like a snake within its hole.
