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But there were great satisfactions, even for a small man.
Beyond his window were the greening trees, new spring, eternal hope, eternal life.
There lay Grand Fair's Quinzaine, his own young parents' graves, but new life and promise for his sons, grandsons.
He poured his thimble of wine for the toast he'd made so often.
`` To absent loved ones ''.
But this last time he drank not to Brace but `` To Tolley ''!!

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