Paulding's Works, Volume 4Harper & brothers, 1834 |
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Aouetti arms Art thou aunt Edith began blessed blood Bombie bosom called CHAPTER Claas Coaquanock Counsellor cried Cupid daughter death Dominie Kanttwell exclaimed the Heer eyes fair Christina fate father feelings fell fire forest Fospe friend Piper Frizzled Head gentle Governor Lovelace Governor Piper Gustavus hand happiness hath heard heart Heer Piper Heer's high constable Indian maid ingsmarke innocent Koningsmarke live Lob Dotterel Long Finne look Madam Edith Master master constable ment mother Mud Turtles Muskrats mysterious never New-York night occasion Ollentangi person poor Christina prison quoth the Heer race reader Richard Lovelace river rix-dollars sachem savages seized silence sleep Snow Ball spirit tell Terese teufel hole thee thine thing thou art thou hast tion tomahawk tribe truth turned utter Varlett village of Elsingburgh vulgar warriors William Penn wilt Wolfgang Langfanger youth
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Page 128 - ... mixed imperceptibly with ether. Scarce was the sun above the horizon, >when the village was alive with rosy boys and girls, dressed in their new suits, and going forth with such warm anticipations of happiness, as time and experience imperceptibly fritter away into languid hopes, or strengthening apprehensions.
Page 124 - ... slippery gambols on the ice, their Christmas pies, and nut-crackings by the cheerful fireside, will read his pages with a gratified spirit, and thank him heartily for having refreshed their memory, with the half-effaced recollections of scenes and manners, labours and delights, which, in the progress of time, and the changes which every where mark his course, will in some future age, perhaps, live only in the touches of his pen. If, in the course of our history, we should chance to dwell upon...
Page 152 - ... the little lambs appeared frisking and gamboling about the sedate mother ; young, innocent calves began their first bleatings ; the cackling hen announced her daily feat in the barn-yard with clamorous...
Page 129 - Elsingburgh, gambolling and skating, sliding and tumbling, helter-skelter, and making the frost-bit ears of winter glad with the sounds of mirth and revelry.' In one place was a group playing at hurley, with crooked sticks, with which they sometimes hit the ball, and sometimes each other's shins. In another, a knot of sliders, following in a row, so that if the foremost fell, the rest were sure to tumble over him- A little farther might be seen a few, that had the good fortune to possess a pair of...
Page 128 - Heer, as well as his roistering companions, rose betimes to give and receive the compliments and good wishes of the season. The morning was still, clear, and frosty. The sun shone with the lustre, though not with the warmth of summer, and his bright beams were reflected with indescribable splendour from the glassy, smooth expanse of ice that spread across, and up and down the broad river, far as the eye could sec.
Page 61 - I have .seen what I have seen. I know what I know ! " chuckled the mother. "Let some look to it. Let some be upon their guard. My gal may keep good company yet ! " Then, seeing that in the wondering earnestness with which her daughter regarded her, her hand involuntarily closed upon the money, the old woman made more speed to secure it, and hurriedly...
Page 151 - Now the laughing, jolly Spring began sometimes to show her buxom face in the bright morning ; but ever and anon, meeting the angry frown of Winter, loath to resign his rough sway over the wide realm of nature, she would retire again into her southern bower. Yet, though her visits were but short, her very look seemed to exercise a magic influence. The buds began slowly to expand their close winter folds ; the dark and melancholy woods to assume an almost imperceptible purple tint ; and here and there...
Page 23 - THERE was an old woman and what do you think ? She lived upon nothing but victuals and drink. Victuals and drink were the chief of her diet, And yet this old woman could never be quiet.
Page 129 - Dominie, who always wore his coat with four great pockets on new-year's day, came home and emptied them seven times of loads of new-year cookies. " When the gay groups had finished their rounds in the village, the ice in front was seen all alive with the small fry of Elsingburgh, gamboling and skating, sliding and tumbling, helter skelter, and making the frost-bit ears of winter glad with the sounds of mirth and revelry. In one place was a group playing at hurley, with crooked sticks, with which...
Page 125 - The holydays, those wintry blessings, which cheer the heart of young and old, and give to the gloomy depths of winter the life and spirit of laughing, jolly spring, were now near at hand. The chopping-knife gave token of goodly minced pies, and the bustle of the kitchen afforaed shrewd indications of what was coming by and by.