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THE ORDEAL
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Nowhere could the idea of peace be more serenely, more majestically,
expressed. The lofty purple mountains limited the horizon, and in their
multitude and imposing symmetry bespoke the vast intentions of beneficent
creation. The valley, glooming low, harbored all the shadows. The air was
still, the sky as pellucid as crystal, and where a crag projected boldly
from the forests, the growths of balsam fir extending almost to the
brink, it seemed as if the myriad fibres of the summit-line of foliage
might be counted, so finely drawn, so individual, was each against the
azure.
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