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A DREAM THAT CAME TRUE
 THERE was once a boy who loved to go to school, and it
was no great wonder, for he lived in a golden age, and
in a golden clime.
 The streets of the city in which he
dwelt were full of gleaming statues, all open to the
air, and teachers and pupils walked and talked together
a great deal out of doors, where they could see the
violet tinted mountains and the shining sea.
This boy had one teacher, a remarkably wise one, who
loved to gather a little circle about him on almost any
corner. He did not tell his pupils anything. He
merely asked them questions to set them thinking. One
of his puplis said that he had to put his fingers in
his ears and run away or he should grow old listening ,
so delightful were the lessons.
 This wise teacher had a dream which was so good that
perhaps we ought to know it. He dreamed that he had a
beautiful white swan in his bosom.
The bird was so young that it had no feathers, but he
watched it and fed it with great care. As soon as the
feathers came upon it, the bird stretched its wings and
flew with the intrepid courage into the highest regions
of air singing with inexpressible sweetness.
The teacher never doubted that the swan was his good
pupil who loved to go to school, and that he should
enjoy boundless fame.