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PHILADELPHIA, Pa. -- The Philadelphia literary world will celebrate the launch of two new players today, April 10th: Kay Square Press, a new publishing company focused on Philadelphia-area artists, their stories, and their art; and Kay Square's first release, 'With the Rich and Mighty: Emlen Etting of Philadelphia' (ISBN: 978-0-9815129-0-7), a critical biography by Kenneth C. Kaleta.

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NEW YORK, N.Y. -- Nathan Yungerberg, an accomplished model scout and professional child photographer is launching a nation-wide casting call to find the cover model for his highly anticipated book release, 'The Model Child: A Parents Guide to the Child Modeling Industry' (ISBN: 978-0-9817018-0-6).

Twilight Land

H >> Howard Pyle >> Twilight Land

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Therewith he could contain himself no longer, but with the tears
running down his cheeks kissed his father and his mother; and
they knew him, and kissed him again.

Afterwards the young king went with a great army into the country
of his elder brothers, and, overcoming them, set his father upon
his throne again. If ever the two got back their crowns you may
be sure that they wore them more modestly than they did the first
time.


So the Fisherman who had one time unbottled the Genie whom
Solomon the Wise had stoppered up concluded his story, and all of
the good folk who were there began clapping their shadowy hands.

"Aye, aye," said old Bidpai, "there is much truth in what you
say, for it is verily so that that which men call--love--is--the--salt--of--" * * *

His voice had been fading away thinner and thinner and smaller
and smaller--now it was like the shadow of a voice; now it
trembled and quivered out into silence and was gone.

And with the voice of old Bidpai the pleasant Land of Twilight
was also gone. As a breath fades away from a mirror, so had it
faded and vanished into nothingness.

I opened my eyes.

There was a yellow light--it came from the evening lamp. There
were people of flesh and blood around--my own dear people--and
they were talking together. There was the library with the rows
of books looking silently out from their shelves. There was the
fire of hickory logs crackling and snapping in the fireplace, and
throwing a wavering, yellow light on the wall.

Had I been asleep? No; I had been in Twilight Land.

And now the pleasant Twilight Land had gone. It had faded out,
and I was back again in the work-a-day world.

There I was sitting in my chair; and, what was more, it was time
for the children to go to bed.






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