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Show The Wide Spaces. The air was very clear and crystalline. crystal-line. The lighthouses on the ends of the twin piers, though some miles distant, dis-tant, seemed close at hand. White herring gulls, cruising against the blue, flashed white as the sails of a distant ship. A fresh breeze darkened the blue velvet surface of the water, tumbled tum-bled the white foam hissing up the beach, blew forward cvier the dunes a fine hurrying mist of sand, and bore to Orde at last the refreshment of the wide spaces. Stewart Edward White. |