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A HARZ STORY.
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and screamed, till one sank here, and another there, perfectly exhausted, and yet again leaped up and danced more furiously than ever.
Forgotten was prison and execution. They danced till deep in the night, and in the morning—each one lay groaning in his bed,—and Magician, and arrow, and pile had vanished!
