A child sat in the door of a cottage at the close of a summer Sabbath. The twilight was fading, and as the shades of evening darkened, one another of the stars in the sky, and looked down on the children in his thoughtful mood. He was looking up at the stars and counting them as they came, till they were too many to be counted, and his eyes wandering all...
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