The MasterW. Heinemann, 1895 - 460 pages |
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... looks jest great with thet white frock an ' the pink sash , thet's a fact . Hooray ! The Devil among the Tailors ! La , lalla , lalla , lalla , lalla , flip - flop ! " He hears the big winter top - boots thwack the threshing - floor ...
... looks jest great with thet white frock an ' the pink sash , thet's a fact . Hooray ! The Devil among the Tailors ! La , lalla , lalla , lalla , lalla , flip - flop ! " He hears the big winter top - boots thwack the threshing - floor ...
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... look reedic❜lous when he discovered Bully Preep in the fly - leaf of every readin'- book . Thet's jest how mother is glarin ' at Harriet this moment . Pop ! Pop ! Pop ! What a lot o ' gingerbeer an ' spruce - beer Deacon Hailey is ...
... look reedic❜lous when he discovered Bully Preep in the fly - leaf of every readin'- book . Thet's jest how mother is glarin ' at Harriet this moment . Pop ! Pop ! Pop ! What a lot o ' gingerbeer an ' spruce - beer Deacon Hailey is ...
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... look out ! here's father come back from sea ! Quick , Billy , chuck your crutch in the haymow . Kin't you stand straighter nor that ? Unkink your leg , or father'll never take you out to be a pirate . Fancy a pirate on a crutch ! It was ...
... look out ! here's father come back from sea ! Quick , Billy , chuck your crutch in the haymow . Kin't you stand straighter nor that ? Unkink your leg , or father'll never take you out to be a pirate . Fancy a pirate on a crutch ! It was ...
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... Look at his round shoulders and his lanky hair - he's a Micmac , thet's what he is . He on'y wants a few baskets and butter - tubs to make him look nateral . Ugh ! I kin smell spruce every time I think on him . " " It's you that hev hed ...
... Look at his round shoulders and his lanky hair - he's a Micmac , thet's what he is . He on'y wants a few baskets and butter - tubs to make him look nateral . Ugh ! I kin smell spruce every time I think on him . " " It's you that hev hed ...
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... look so peaked - there's nuthin ' to make such a touse about . You air a partic'ler Baptist , hey ? An ' I guess you kinder allowed Deacon Hailey would be late with the mail , hey ? But he's es spry es if he'd gone to bed with the fowls ...
... look so peaked - there's nuthin ' to make such a touse about . You air a partic'ler Baptist , hey ? An ' I guess you kinder allowed Deacon Hailey would be late with the mail , hey ? But he's es spry es if he'd gone to bed with the fowls ...
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Page 238 - Ah! Then, if mine had been the Painter's hand, To express what then I saw, and add the gleam, The light that never was, on sea or land, The consecration, and the Poet's dream; I would have planted thee, thou hoary Pile Amid a world how different from this!
Page 35 - GENTLE Jesus, meek and mild, Look upon a little child, Pity my simplicity, Suffer me to come to thee.
Page 32 - Now when Ezra had prayed, and when he had confessed, weeping and casting himself down before the house of God, there assembled unto him out of Israel a very great congregation of men and women and children: for the people wept very sore.
Page 73 - I," said the Sparrow, "With my bow and arrow, I killed Cock Robin." Who saw him die? "I," said the Fly, " With my little eye, I saw him die." Who caught his blood? "I," said the Fish, "With my little dish, I caught his blood.
Page 373 - Form remains, the Function never dies; While we, the brave, the mighty, and the wise, We Men, who in our morn of youth defied The elements, must vanish; - be it so! Enough, if something from our hands have power To live, and act, and serve the future hour; And if, as toward the silent tomb we go, Through love, through hope, and faith's transcendent dower, We feel that we are greater than we know.
Page 279 - I must go, for my kinsfolk pray In the little grey church on the shore to-day. Twill be Easter-time in the world — ah me ! And I lose my poor soul, Merman, here with thee.