...when evening fell and the grey twilight spread its dusky robe upon the waters, she stretched her arms out to the silent river that had known her sorrow and her joy. And the old river had taken her into its gentle arms, and had laid her weary head upon its bosom, and had hushed away the pain.
Jerome K. JeromeAbout author
- Author's profession: Author, Writer
- Nationality: english
- Born: May 2, 1859
- Died: June 14, 1927
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