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Page 59
... looked at it with increasing steadiness , was not its strangest quality . For as its belt sparkled and glittered now in one part and now in another , and what was light one instant , at another time was dark , so the figure itself ...
... looked at it with increasing steadiness , was not its strangest quality . For as its belt sparkled and glittered now in one part and now in another , and what was light one instant , at another time was dark , so the figure itself ...
Page 61
... looked about him . “ I was bred in this place . I was a boy here ! " The Spirit gazed upon him mildly . Its gentle touch , though it had been light and instantane- ous , appeared still present to the old man's sense of feeling . He was ...
... looked about him . “ I was bred in this place . I was a boy here ! " The Spirit gazed upon him mildly . Its gentle touch , though it had been light and instantane- ous , appeared still present to the old man's sense of feeling . He was ...
Page 65
... the other boys had gone home for the jolly holidays . He was not reading now , but walking up and down despairingly . Scrooge looked at the Ghost , and with a mournful shaking of his head , glanced A CHRISTMAS CAROL 65.
... the other boys had gone home for the jolly holidays . He was not reading now , but walking up and down despairingly . Scrooge looked at the Ghost , and with a mournful shaking of his head , glanced A CHRISTMAS CAROL 65.
Page 69
... looked up at the clock , which pointed to the hour of seven . He rubbed his hands ; adjusted his capacious waistcoat ; laughed all over himself , from his shoes to his organ of benevolence ; and called out in a comfortable , oily , rich ...
... looked up at the clock , which pointed to the hour of seven . He rubbed his hands ; adjusted his capacious waistcoat ; laughed all over himself , from his shoes to his organ of benevolence ; and called out in a comfortable , oily , rich ...
Page 78
... punishment , and never come straight again . And yet I should have dearly liked , I own , to have touched her lips ; to have questioned her , that she might have opened them ; to have looked upon the lashes of 78 A CHRISTMAS CAROL.
... punishment , and never come straight again . And yet I should have dearly liked , I own , to have touched her lips ; to have questioned her , that she might have opened them ; to have looked upon the lashes of 78 A CHRISTMAS CAROL.
Contents
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CHRISTMAS IN OLD TIME Sir Walter Scott | 150 |
THE SHIPWRECK Robert Louis Stevenson | 165 |
ELEPHANT HUNTING Roualeyn Gordon Cumming | 180 |
SOME CLEVER MONKEYS Thomas Belt | 198 |
POOR RICHARDS ALMANAC Benjamin Franklin | 204 |
GEORGE ROGERS CLARK | 221 |
TO THE FRINGED GENTIAN William Cullen Bryant | 290 |
TO A MOUNTAIN DAISY Robert Burns | 295 |
BANNOCKBURN Robert Burns | 303 |
THE GOVERNOR AND THE NOTARY Washington Irving | 311 |
THE RIME OF THE ANCIENT MARINER Samuel T Coleridge | 321 |
THE PETRIFIED FERN Mary Bolles Branch | 352 |
AN EXCITING CANOE RACE J Fenimore Cooper | 376 |
THE BUFFALO Francis Parkman | 395 |
THE CAPTURE OF VINCENNES George Rogers Clark | 228 |
THREE SUNDAYS IN A WEEK Edgar Allan Poe | 255 |
THE MODERN BELLE Stark | 266 |
THE KNOCKOUT Davy Crockett | 275 |
TO MY INFANT SON Thomas Hood | 283 |
THE CHARGE OF THE LIGHT BRIGADE Alfred Tennyson | 452 |
QUEEN VICTORIA Anna McCaleb | 458 |
THE RECESSIONAL Rudyard Kipling | 471 |
THE SOLDIERS DREAM Thomas Campbell | 476 |
THE PICKETGUARD Mrs Ethel Lynn Beers | 483 |
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accent auld lang syne began Black Hawk Bob Cratchit buffalo bull Burleigh Withers called camp canoe child Chingachgook Cratchit cried dark dead dear Dickens door elephant enemy eyes face father feet Fezziwig fire garrison Ghost Gordon Stevenson hand head heard heart herd hills horses hour hundred Indians Jacob Marley JOHN HOWARD PAYNE knew land laughed live looked Marley means Merry Christmas miles morning Neapope never night old Kentucky home Old Oaken Bucket passed poem Poor Richard says prairie queen returned rhyme rifle river ROBERT BURNS rock round Saukenuk scout Scrooge Scrooge's nephew Shaw shot side soon Spirit stanza stood syllables Tête Rouge thee things thou thought Tiny Tim told trees troops turned uncle Uncle Scrooge Victoria voice walked widow machree word yards young