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Page 56 of Mountain Life & Work vol. 34 no. 1 1958

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56 "We are almost. . . there," the young woman whispered. "You must not weep. " They were now walking among gray boulders taller than themselves. The young woman stopped. "The air is so wonder-4 fully fresh and sweet here on the hill. If only. . . " "It seems so to me, also," said the older woman. She set the jar down a moment. Then they continued a few steps and stopped in front of the spot in the side of the hill. "Behold!" whispered the young woman, "The stone is rolled away. " She rushed inside the tomb. "Oh, it is empty. He is gone l This is something wondrous!" The older woman set down the jar again and kneeled beside it. "It is good to weep," she said # # # # # SPRING -John A. Spelman III Reprinted from Mountain Life & Work SPRING 1940

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