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Elizabeth Hearn Milner


Christmas Down the sweeping stretch of time it comes through eons of water, ice and fire. Scraped earth is sifted, covered with rubble and swamp, then prairie grasses, bold flowers and towering trees that stand as majestic and mighty as gods. Tiny creatures, that crawl in the coming fecund earth, are replaced by mastodons and …

The Ice Man Soft air, wine sweet with heady, floral scent, slippery seeds of watermelon season, sidewalks fry-an-egg sizzling hot, and then came the ice wagon. Mr. Case, on his high seat, coming down Kennedy Street over the hot, chewable-soft tar, wearing his deer skin apron. With huge ice tongs and leather carrier, he shoulders …