The Story of an African Farm, a novel  by Olive Schreiner
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			Chapter 2.XIII.  Dreams. 
			Chapter 2.XIV. Waldo Goes Out to Sit in the Sunshine. THE STORY OF AN AFRICAN FARM Part I. Chapter 1.I. Shadows From Child-Life. ... The Watch. The full African moon poured down its light from the blue sky into the wide, lonely plain. The dry, sandy earth, with its coating of stunted karoo bushes a few inches high, the low hills that skirted the plain, the milk-bushes with their long finger-like leaves, all were touched by a weird and an almost oppressive beauty as they lay in the white light. In one spot only was the solemn monotony of the plain broken. Near the centre a small solitary kopje rose. Alone it lay there, a heap of round ironstones piled one upon another, as over some giant's grave. Here and there a few tufts of grass or small succulent plants had sprung up among its stones, and on the very summit a clump of prickly-pears lifted their thorny arms, and reflected, as from mirrors, the moonlight on their broad fleshy leaves. At the foot of the kopje lay the homestead. First, the  | 
		
			
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