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I first heard this story a few years ago from a girl I had met in New York's Greenwich Village. Probably the story is one of those mysterious bits of folklore that reappear every few years, to be told a new in one form or another. However, I still li
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SHEP O'NEAL: Now, the Special English program AMERICAN STORIES. (MUSIC) Today's story is called The White Heron. It was written by Sarah Orne Jewett. Here is Kay Gallant with the story. (MUSIC) KAY GALLANT: The forest was full of shadows as a little
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