I must tell you this young tree whose round and firm trunk between the wet pavement and the gutter (where water is trickling) rises bodily into the air with one undulant thrust half its height- and then dividing and waning sending out young branches on all sides- hung with cocoons it thins till nothing is left of it but two eccentric knotted twigs bending forward hornlike at the topSourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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