Learning From History

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"We really should think about getting home," Hannah said. Searching through each book had been tedious thanks to Will's insistence that the pages be handled like rice paper. He stopped short of making them wear gloves, but insisted the pages be touched only along the edges. As a result, after nearly an hour they still had only poured through about thirty books. "We don't want to over stay our welcome," Hannah urged Will again. "We'll come back." "I guess you're right," Will agreed and stood from the floor of the library and stretched. He walked to one of the floor-to-ceiling bookcases that flanked each side of the fireplace, studying them with what looked like admiration stamped across his forehead. "But you should keep at it." He turned to Nate. "You might want to do some research on the Underground Railroad too." "Can't," Nate told him. "I don't have a computer." Will drummed his fingers against the mantle. "If only you had access to something like, oh, I don't know... books? Yeah, encyclopedias for example." Will stopped drumming and ran a hand across the spine of a row of encyclopedias. "You see, before the Internet, there were these things called 'books' with all sorts of information in them." Nathan squinted at the row of books. He couldn't remember the last time he had used a real encyclopedia for research. Now he was embarrassed the logic had escaped him. "Sounds like a plan," he agreed with an awkward smile. "How are you guys getting home?" he asked, changing the subject and hoping to regain the appearance of intelligence. "'Cause I might be able to help you out there." "How do you mean?" Hannah asked. "I can drive you. Hajji's car is still in the woods." "You have a license?" Hannah asked, looking imp... ... middle of paper ... ...me of those books are as old as the house," Granddad said. "I remember watching them collect dust on the shelves when I was a kid. My dad didn't care to read about how to farm, he just did it. And I could never muster enough interest in them. I hope your friends can find some use for them." "Yeah," Nate said. "We hope they'll be useful too." "It's refreshing to see young people this interested in history. You know what they say. 'Those who forget their history―'" "Are doomed to repeat it," Nate finished. "Very good, Nathan. The only reason we don't repeat the atrocities of the past is because we have learned from them." His granddad patted his back and walked into the house. Nate wasn't concern about repeating an atrocity, but how to disprove one. He followed his granddad into the house. If there was a clue inside those old books, he needed to find it.

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