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ADRIFT ON AN ICE-PAN
first night there still rang in my ears the same verse of the old hymn which had been my companion on the ice, “Thy will, not mine, O Lord.”
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first night there still rang in my ears the same verse of the old hymn which had been my companion on the ice, “Thy will, not mine, O Lord.”