He scrambled out on the top of the hay, and looked down on the beautiful creature below him, dawning radiant again with the morning, as it issued undimmed from the black bosom of the night. He was not, perhaps, just so well groomed as white steed might be; it was not a stable where they kept a blue-bag for their grey horses; but to Gibbie’s eyes he was so pure, that he began, for the first time in his life, to... #story #kidsstory AcreSoft Story Classic acresoft.com acresoft.contactin.bio • Ecclesiastes 9:10
Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do [it] with thy might;...