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- Author: Lucy Fitch Perkins
- Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- ISBN-10: 1517464102
- ISBN-13: 9781517464103
- Format: 15.2 x 22.9 x 0.4 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English
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"[...] I THE HARVEST-FIELD It was late in the afternoon of a long summer's day in Belgium. Father Van Hove was still at work in the harvest-field, though the sun hung so low in the west that his shadow, stretching far across the level, green plain, reached almost to the little red-roofed house on the edge of the village which was its home. Another shadow, not so long, and quite a little broader, stretched itself beside his, for Mother Van Hove was also in the field, helping her husband to load the golden sheaves upon an old blue farm-cart which stood near by. Them were also two short, fat shadows which bobbed briskly about over the green meadow as their owners danced among the wheat-sheaves or carried handfuls of fresh grass to Pier, the patient white farm-horse, hitched to the cart.[...]."
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- Author: Lucy Fitch Perkins
- Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- ISBN-10: 1517464102
- ISBN-13: 9781517464103
- Format: 15.2 x 22.9 x 0.4 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English English
"[...] I THE HARVEST-FIELD It was late in the afternoon of a long summer's day in Belgium. Father Van Hove was still at work in the harvest-field, though the sun hung so low in the west that his shadow, stretching far across the level, green plain, reached almost to the little red-roofed house on the edge of the village which was its home. Another shadow, not so long, and quite a little broader, stretched itself beside his, for Mother Van Hove was also in the field, helping her husband to load the golden sheaves upon an old blue farm-cart which stood near by. Them were also two short, fat shadows which bobbed briskly about over the green meadow as their owners danced among the wheat-sheaves or carried handfuls of fresh grass to Pier, the patient white farm-horse, hitched to the cart.[...]."
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