The sun again forsook them, and again from reddened skies the snowflakes were sifted over the land.
6 seconds sound clip from the The Outcasts of Poker Flat classic radio drama series episode.
You can hear this line at 00:19:53.658 in the radio play.
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- I wish something would do me good.
- So, with food and their hopes dwindling, a week passed over the heads of the outcasts.
- The sun again forsook them, and again from reddened skies the snowflakes were sifted over the land.
- The lovers turned from the dreary prospects, and looked into each other's eyes, and were happy.
- Mr. Oakhurst settled himself coolly to the losing game before him.
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