Jeweled Tree Last Sunday wore a downcast look. Rain fell in ceaseless flow ; I suddenly looked forth: Upon the hillside, bending low, My peach tree like an opera star, was diamonded so. A...
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46 THE COMMONWEAL November 1o, 1933 I had found out a great deal by noon. There had been, first of all, the long taxi ride to our quarters at the other end of the city, and I saw that, in some...
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