Tonight I heard Louis's horn. My father heard it, too. The wind was right, and I could hear the notes of taps, just as d — E.B. White, The Trumpet of the Swan

Tonight I heard Louis's horn. My father heard it, too. The wind was right, and I could hear the notes of taps, just as d — E.B. White, The Trumpet of the Swan

Tonight I heard Louis's horn. My father heard it, too. The wind was right, and I could hear the notes of taps, just as d — E.B. White, The Trumpet of the Swan

Tonight I heard Louis's horn. My father heard it, too. The wind was right, and I could hear the notes of taps, just as d — E.B. White, The Trumpet of the Swan

Tonight I heard Louis's horn. My father heard it, too. The wind was right, and I could hear the notes of taps, just as d — E.B. White, The Trumpet of the Swan

Tonight I heard Louis's horn. My father heard it, too. The wind was right, and I could hear the notes of taps, just as darkness fell. There is nothing in all the world I like better than the trumpet of the swan.

— E.B. White, The Trumpet of the Swan

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