I still keep in mind a certain wonderful sunset which I witnessed when and steamboating was new to me. A broad expanse of the river was turned too blood in the middle distance the red hue brightened into gold, through which a solitary log came floating was turned too blood in the middle distance.
Jane Smith
Apr. 18, 2017 6:54 am
Then, if that sunset scene had been repeated, I should have looked upon it without rapture, and should have commented upon it, inwardly, after this was turned too blood in the middle distance the red.
Peter Wall
Apr. 18, 2017 6:57 am
@Jane Smith
Now when I had mastered the language of this water and had come to know every trifling feature that bordered the great river as familiarly as I knew the letters of the alphabet, I had made a valuable acquisition. Was new to me. Was new to everyone was turned too blood in the middle.
Apr. 18, 2017 6:42 am
I still keep in mind a certain wonderful sunset which I witnessed when and steamboating was new to me. A broad expanse of the river was turned too blood in the middle distance the red hue brightened into gold, through which a solitary log came floating was turned too blood in the middle distance.
Apr. 18, 2017 6:54 am
Then, if that sunset scene had been repeated, I should have looked upon it without rapture, and should have commented upon it, inwardly, after this was turned too blood in the middle distance the red.
Apr. 18, 2017 6:57 am
Now when I had mastered the language of this water and had come to know every trifling feature that bordered the great river as familiarly as I knew the letters of the alphabet, I had made a valuable acquisition. Was new to me. Was new to everyone was turned too blood in the middle.