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At that time I was but ten years old, my brother Lorand sixteen;
our dear mother was still young, and father, I well remember, no more
than thirty-six. Our grandmother, on my father's side, was also of our
party, and at that time was some sixty years of age; she had lovely
thick hair, of the pure whiteness of snow. In my childhood I had often
thought how dearly the angels must love those who keep their hair so
beautiful and white; and used to have the childish belief that one's
hair grows white from abundance of joy.
our dear mother was still young, and father, I well remember, no more
than thirty-six. Our grandmother, on my father's side, was also of our
party, and at that time was some sixty years of age; she had lovely
thick hair, of the pure whiteness of snow. In my childhood I had often
thought how dearly the angels must love those who keep their hair so
beautiful and white; and used to have the childish belief that one's
hair grows white from abundance of joy.
It is true, we
never had any sorrow; it seemed as if our whole family had contracted
some secret bond of unity, whereby each member thereof bound himself to
cause as much joy and as little sorrow as possible to the others.
At that time I was but ten years old, my brother Lorand sixteen;
our dear mother was still young, and father, I well remember, no more
than thirty-six. Our grandmother, on my father's side, was also of our
party, and at that time was some sixty years of age; she had lovely
thick hair, of th...
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