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Chapter 14 THROUGH THE LAKES OF THE UPPER GEORGE
How little I had dreamed when setting out on my journey that it would prove beautiful and of such compelling interest as I had found it. I had not thought of interest-except that of getting the work done-nor of beauty. How could Labrador be beautiful? Weariness and hardship I had looked for, and weariness I had found often and anxiety, which was no
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