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The Child in the Cradle-Grave; or, If Hans Christian Andersen Had Been a Twisted Type Like Me

“The woman’s grief had almost become perverse determination by now—not to have a child to raise and love, so much, but simply to have one that did not either destroy her or die.” Ah, children, the joy of one’s life. And yet. One old woman, alone for many years in the forest of her own […]