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IT was so much later than he had intended, when Joel awoke next morning, that without stopping for anything to eat, he hurried out of the city, and took the road by which the Master had made such a triumphal entry a few days before.
Faded branches of palms still lay scattered by the wayside, thickly covered with dust.