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This night the Wolf House, our dream house, went up
in smoke
My Woman:-
It was many dear years ago when first I gave you a copy
of this book _____ in the days when I was hearing love
call. And never has that same love called more loudly
than it calls now in this year 1913, when my arms are
still full of you and my heart still full of you.
Jack London
Glen Ellen, California,
Aug. 22, 1913.
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