There was once a girl whose father and mother died while she was still a little child. All alone, in a small house at the end of the village, dwelt her godmother, who supported herself by spinning, weaving, and sewing.
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Tuesday, 26 November 2013
The Spindle, The Shuttle, and The Needle
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