My mother and I were sitting at the door of our cottage. We were looking at the Great Stone Face. I asked her if she had ever seen anyone who looked like the Stone Face. Then she told me the story that at some future day, a child should be born near here who was destinated to become the greatestb and the noblest person in his time and whose face , in manhood, should bear an exact resemblance to the Great Stone Face. Many still had the faith in this prophecy but others think it nothing but idle talk.At all events the Great man had not had appeared. I saidsaid clapping my hands above my head , " I do hope I shall live to see him !". My mother was an affectionate and thoughtful woman. I was, proper , she thought , not to discourage . So she said "perhaps you may ". and i never forgot my story that my mother told me.

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