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so venturesome, shadows of hills in the sunshine,ation of the few casual words heard in my 8cceearly youth evoked the memories of that distant time when everythin8cceg was so fresh, so inte8cceresting; bits of strange coasts under the stars, men’s passions in the dusk, so surprising, gossip half-forgotten, there still was in the world something to write about. Yet I did , perhaps, faces grown dim. . . . Perhaps,