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where | where my brother Elisha lives. There are two rooms in the building. your humble servant has the primary department, the other room is taken by a Mr. Wheeler from Maine [[unclear]]had number fifty three. cherubs also would be pretty and bright if their faces were only clean From the schoolroom windows there is a fine view of the Conn. river as it winds in and out among the hills which rise on either side. In the distance are some grand old woods clothed now in the beautiful garments of summer. The meadow between the school house and the river is dotted all over with beautiful flowers. A beautiful view, but a miserable distraction I'm afraid you haven't much idea of it. I've made many pleasant acquaintnaces here Let me introduce you to some of them. First Mr. Wheeler (as Harland and I call him) the teacher in | ||
rooms in the building. your humble servant | |||
has the primary department, the other | |||
room is taken by a Mr. Wheeler from Maine | |||
[[unclear]]had number fifty three. cherubs | |||
From the schoolroom windows there is a | |||
fine view of the Conn. river as it winds | |||
on either side. In the distance are some | |||
grand old woods clothed now in the | |||
beautiful garments of summer. The meadow | |||
between the school house and the river | |||
is dotted all over with beautiful flowers. | |||
here Let me introduce you to | |||
some | |||
Harland and I call him) the teacher in |
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where my brother Elisha lives. There are two rooms in the building. your humble servant has the primary department, the other room is taken by a Mr. Wheeler from Maine unclearhad number fifty three. cherubs also would be pretty and bright if their faces were only clean From the schoolroom windows there is a fine view of the Conn. river as it winds in and out among the hills which rise on either side. In the distance are some grand old woods clothed now in the beautiful garments of summer. The meadow between the school house and the river is dotted all over with beautiful flowers. A beautiful view, but a miserable distraction I'm afraid you haven't much idea of it. I've made many pleasant acquaintnaces here Let me introduce you to some of them. First Mr. Wheeler (as Harland and I call him) the teacher in