_These stories were written for little Rosanne, with the hope that they may turn her thoughts to the soul in nature, and teach her to love the simplicities in life by keeping her in step with its great scheme, and to recognize and answer the good in all. For through nature and its works the soul of man will reach God._ For a hundred years the old House has been weathering the mountain storms or basking in the lovely Virginia sunshine, proud of the fact that its red bricks were made on the place, from the red clay which lies so plentiful all about it, coloring the hilltops and making the roads look like red ribbons tying the mountains to the valleys. The blinds, great green eyelids, reflect …
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