One day there came to their house a man
in a torn poncho....................... _Frontispiece_
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When the first snow commenced to fall she was
always full of glee, standing on a rock,
screaming like a wind-gale...................... 48
He took flat pieces of wood and began cutting out
figures like little men......................... 176
Soon, to his astonishment he saw, close at hand, a
beautiful city.................................. 194
TALES _from_
SILVER LANDS
[Illustration]
TALES FROM SILVER LANDS