As we moved along in a little procession, I was delighted with the il… — Mary Antin

As we moved along in a little procession, I was delighted with the illumination of the streets. So many lamps, and they burned until morning, my father said, and so people did not need to carry lanterns.

Mary AntinActivist · Russian · 1909 – 1949

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