Item 01: G. O. Hawkins articles and notes ca. 1916-1919 - Page 75

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[Page 75]

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a smear of sluggish haze lingering there to mist and mar the purity of day.
We know it is the heavy creeping breath of guns which are growling and barking in thousands at the front, some miles away.
But look! It leads to the making of a picture, and becomes, as an humble agency of the stage; chief factor to accentuate a vivid note of tragedy which this morning scene fits this morning scene
For the dimming shroud of it has so wrapped the great sun, just risen, that he is clipt of his blinding beams and hangs there as a clear edged globe, scarce

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