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Eben Holden

CHAPTER I
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This going to bed in the morning seemed a foolish business to me that day and I lay a long time looking up at the rustling canopy overhead.

I remember listening to the waves that came whispering out of the further field, nearer and nearer, until they swept over us with a roaring swash of leaves, like that of water flooding among rocks, as I have heard it often.

A twinge of homesick ness came to me and the snoring of Uncle Eb gave me no comfort.

I remember covering my head and crying softly as I thought of those who had gone away and whom I was to meet in a far country, called Heaven, whither we were going.

I forgot my sorrow, finally, in sleep.


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