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Updated: June 14, 2025

Like a flash Lydia saw again long aisles of pines, smelled again the odor of the needles, heard again the murmuring call of the wind. "Good God!" cried Amos, tossing his pipe on the table, "poverty's hounded me all my life poverty and death. The only two people who cared about me, Patience and Levine're gone. Yet here's the chance for me to be independent.

Honoré Morrow - Lydia of the Pines