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Continuing with the Short Story Collection #57 from Librivox, this morning I cut the grass in the fenced in portion of our yard to the tune of "The Cossack" by Anton Chekhov and "The Trial For Murder" by Charles Dickens. I failed to grasp the point of "The Cossack," except to say it seemed perhaps a character study embedded in what appeared at first glance to be a morality tale with an unclear point. "The Trial For Murder" was an enjoyable ghost story.
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