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1 " The dark hills, with the darker spruces marching over them, looked grim on early falling nights, but Ingleside bloomed with firelight and laughter, though the winds come in from the Atlantic singing of mournful things. " Why isn't the wind happy, Mummy?" asked Walter one night. " Because it is remembering all the sorrow of the world since it began," answered Anne. "
2 " A storm ravaged among the spruces and shook them, and it made them even stronger. The prouder did they raise their tops the next morning and bathe them in the golden sunrays. They deserved to stretch up to the clouds and be proud. "
― Olha Kobylianska , Nature
