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“It was sad, too, that this evening would never come again. The night winds were blowing it away. You could not stop the winds and you could not stop Time. It went on and on, — and on. To-morrow night would come and the moon would look down on this spot, — the trees and the grass, the wagon-tracks and the dead campfire. But she would not be here.” — Bess Streeter Aldrich
It was sad, too, that this evening would never come again. The night winds were blowing it away. You could not stop the winds and you could not stop Time. It went on and on, — and on. To-morrow night would come and the moon would look down on this spot, — the trees and the grass, the wagon-tracks and the dead campfire. But she would not be here.