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... Frederick A. Stokes Company for " Sweetheart Travelers in Winter Woodland , ” by S. R. Crockett ; and the Misses Yardley for " Time to Go , " by Susan Coolidge . CONTENTS PAGE 11 12 12 15 23 24 29 · TO THE TEACHERS 7.
... Frederick A. Stokes Company for " Sweetheart Travelers in Winter Woodland , ” by S. R. Crockett ; and the Misses Yardley for " Time to Go , " by Susan Coolidge . CONTENTS PAGE 11 12 12 15 23 24 29 · TO THE TEACHERS 7.
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... WINTER WIND RALPH THE CHARCOAL BURNER . RING OUT , WILD BELLS THE SECRET OF THE KING . THE SEASONS IN SWEDden HARK ! HARK ! MY SOUL AN ICEBERG TO - DAY DAYBREAK A LIFE ON THE OCEAN WAVE TALES OF A GRANDFATHER THE SEPARATE KINGDOMS THE ...
... WINTER WIND RALPH THE CHARCOAL BURNER . RING OUT , WILD BELLS THE SECRET OF THE KING . THE SEASONS IN SWEDden HARK ! HARK ! MY SOUL AN ICEBERG TO - DAY DAYBREAK A LIFE ON THE OCEAN WAVE TALES OF A GRANDFATHER THE SEPARATE KINGDOMS THE ...
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... winter's day when we take our peep into the school- See what great logs of wood have been rolled into the fireplace , and what a broad , bright blaze goes leaping up the chimney ! And every few moments a vast cloud of smoke is puffed ...
... winter's day when we take our peep into the school- See what great logs of wood have been rolled into the fireplace , and what a broad , bright blaze goes leaping up the chimney ! And every few moments a vast cloud of smoke is puffed ...
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... grow light , As through the woods , I reverent creep , Watching all things lie " down to sleep . " HELEN HUNT JACKSON SHE SWEETHEART TRAVELERS In Winter Woodland HE is not a 59 56 FIFTH BOOK Susan Coolidge Helen Hunt Jackson.
... grow light , As through the woods , I reverent creep , Watching all things lie " down to sleep . " HELEN HUNT JACKSON SHE SWEETHEART TRAVELERS In Winter Woodland HE is not a 59 56 FIFTH BOOK Susan Coolidge Helen Hunt Jackson.
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... winter weather . And very specially we try to find out how in this time of coal dearth , they manage to obtain fuel to keep the fires burning in their brave little hearts . As she and I go toward the woods , the snow is crisp with frost ...
... winter weather . And very specially we try to find out how in this time of coal dearth , they manage to obtain fuel to keep the fires burning in their brave little hearts . As she and I go toward the woods , the snow is crisp with frost ...
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Popular passages
Page 283 - Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? Let him turn and flee! Wha, for Scotland's King and Law, Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Free-man stand, or Free-man fa', Let him on wi
Page 410 - ... now we are engaged in a great civil war testing whether that nation or any nation so conceived and so dedicated can long endure we are met on a great battlefield of that war we have come to dedicate a portion of that field as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live...
Page 319 - HALF a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. "Forward the Light Brigade! Charge for the guns!" he said. Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. "Forward, the Light Brigade!
Page 246 - RING out wild bells to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light: The year is dying in the night ; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow : The year is going, let him go ; Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Page 111 - Half-moon; being permitted in this way to revisit the scenes of his enterprise, and keep a guardian eye upon the river, and the great city called by his name. That his father had once seen them in their old Dutch dresses playing at nine-pins in a hollow of the mountain ; and that he himself had heard, one summer afternoon, the sound of their balls, like distant peals of thunder.
Page 98 - thy mistress leads thee a dog's life of it; but never mind, my lad, whilst I live thou shalt never want a friend to stand by thee!" Wolf would wag his tail, look wistfully in his master's face, and if dogs can feel pity I verily believe he reciprocated the sentiment with all his heart. In a long ramble of the kind on a fine autumnal day, Rip had unconsciously scrambled to one of the highest parts of the Kaatskill mountains.
Page 53 - Will ye look for greener graves ? Hope ye mercy still ? What's the mercy despots feel ? Hear it in that battle peal ! Read it on yon bristling steel ! Ask it, ye who will...
Page 106 - He now hurried forth, and hastened to his old resort, the village inn ; but it too was gone. A large rickety wooden building stood in its place, with great gaping windows, some of them broken and mended with old hats and petticoats, and over the door was painted, " The Union Hotel, by Jonathan Doolittle.
Page 107 - Rip was equally at a loss to comprehend the question; when a knowing, selfimportant old gentleman, in a sharp cocked hat, made his way through the crowd, putting them to the right and left with his elbows as he passed, and planting himself before Van Winkle, with one arm akimbo...
Page 111 - Rip's story was soon told, for the whole twenty years had been to him but as one night. The neighbors stared when they heard it; some were seen to wink at each other and put their tongues in their cheeks; and the self-important man in the cocked hat, who, when the alarm was over, had returned to the field, screwed down the corners of his mouth and shook his head — upon which there was a general shaking of the head throughout the assemblage. It was determined, however, to take the opinion of old...