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Today, a book that is a listener request and this listener, her name is Amanda and she recommended that I should read a wonder book by Nathaniel Hawthorne since I've been kind of on a Hawthorne kick lately.

And as soon as I walked into a local library, you're in Vermont. There it was just sitting on a shelf kind of staring right out at me with this beautiful cover to an older book.

It looks like it's from the 70s. Looking at it's copyright in 1968. It's a really beautiful little book. One of those ones that you can carry around in your back pocket if you wanted to.

And I've never read it. But as a great title, sounds like something you want to go to sleep too. So tonight we're going to continue our Nathaniel Hawthorne train with a wonder book.

So now, why don't you fluff up your pillow just how you like it. Get real comfortable. Feel yourself melt into your bed. Close your eyes and let me read to you.

The three golden apples. Did you ever hear of the golden apples that grew in the garden of his parodies?

Ah, those were such apples as would bring a great price by the bushel if any of them could be found growing in the orchards of nowadays.

But there is not. I suppose a graft with that wonderful fruit on a single tree in the wide world. Not so much as a seed of those apples exist any longer.

And even in the old half forgotten times before the garden of disparities was overrun with weeds. A great many people doubted whether there could be real trees that bore apples of solid gold upon their branches.

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