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{{x-larger|{{RunningHeader|300|Shepherds of the Wild|}} fond dreams—and swiftly stole back to make its report to its master. And thereupon the old man smiled in his half-doze, wondering at the mighty ways of worlds and men,—and the calm spirit of the flocks, grazing in the forest.

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