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FACTS AND FANCIES
you suppose it is? The sunset is a land all flowers, like a great garden, and the clouds are beds of flowers. We sailed into a great harbour, all the colour of gold, and I stepped right out of the boat on a big meadow all covered with buttercups as big as roses. I stayed there for ever so long. It seemed nearly a year but the Oldest Twin says it was only a few minutes. You see, in the sunset land the time is ever so much longer than it is here.
“ ‘Your loving pupil,
“ ‘P. S. of course, this letter isn’t really true, teacher. P.I.’ ”
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