Me

A_girl_and_the_hounds

The girl, not the dogs.

The huge green fragment of ice on which she alighted pitched and creaked as her weight came on it, but she staid there not a moment.  – Uncle Tom’s Cabin, Harriet Beecher Stowe

*Lithograph, 1881, Morgan

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