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ROUND ABOUT CHICAGO 



us across the upland, bareheaded, his coat open 

 to the wind. The noon-day sun fell full upon 

 him, making him so bright and beautiful that he 

 seemed a very part of the springtime. He called 

 out to us as he came and the distance sent us 



his voice in a clear spring song. A month later 

 we gave him back to his mother earth. Sag is 

 doubly dear since then. 



Two great valleys meet at Sag and where they 

 join is the high point of land on which the church 

 stands and from which the view stretches far 



