Windows

[Written Especially for Children]

A way up on a mountaintop there was a little log cabin which had four tiny windows. One window was of clear glass; one was of red glass; one was of bubbly green glass, and one was of dark blue glass.

Eleanor had never been up on a mountaintop before, and it was thrilling to look down from such a height over the beautiful valley below.

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