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    t day  to Plymouter. t trip on t voyage in a steamboat. ion it  t o cry, because I feared if it rained o  of doors. I erested, I t rock on oils and great deeds seem more real to me. I en tle model of tleman gave me at Pilgrim s curves, t in tre and t;1620,quot; and turned over in my mind all t I kne tory of the Pilgrims.

    ion gloerprise! I idealized t and most generous men t ever sougrange land. I t ted years later to learn of ts of persecution t make us tingle  gave us our quot;Country Beautiful.”

    Among ton t and er. to me  memories ed tiful  Beverly Farms. I remember   ttle curly-z o meet me, and est of to my  and a lump of sugar. I also remember t time I played in t  Breer. Mr. Endicott told me about t s came sailing by from Boston, bound for Europe. I saer t, and o me; indeed, I on quot;ty of Kind s.”