On the Way, Or, Patty at Mount Vernon |
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... tears , " don't say such dreadful things . " " Yes , Patty , " said Mrs. Gray , dropping the soft crimson wool she was netting , " you are right . They are very dreadful things ; but are they worse for me to say than for you to feel ...
... tears , " don't say such dreadful things . " " Yes , Patty , " said Mrs. Gray , dropping the soft crimson wool she was netting , " you are right . They are very dreadful things ; but are they worse for me to say than for you to feel ...
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... tear in his eye . " At any rate , there lies one of the greatest men you Americans ever had ; but who cares anything about him ? If I went into a Boston school to - morrow , who could tell me where he was buried ? If any of you went to ...
... tear in his eye . " At any rate , there lies one of the greatest men you Americans ever had ; but who cares anything about him ? If I went into a Boston school to - morrow , who could tell me where he was buried ? If any of you went to ...
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... we reverenced the strength , the patience , and the love with which he toiled , he did suffer and die for our sakes . " Little Patty's eyes were full of tears . ee How ee Oh , could I help loving him ? " 40 PATTY GRAY'S JOURNEY .
... we reverenced the strength , the patience , and the love with which he toiled , he did suffer and die for our sakes . " Little Patty's eyes were full of tears . ee How ee Oh , could I help loving him ? " 40 PATTY GRAY'S JOURNEY .
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... tear the least bit of it ; and see all these coarse lines . Although it is so thick , I can see right through these lines . What are they ? " ee They are the marks of the wire frame in which the paper was made , " said the Professor's ...
... tear the least bit of it ; and see all these coarse lines . Although it is so thick , I can see right through these lines . What are they ? " ee They are the marks of the wire frame in which the paper was made , " said the Professor's ...
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... tears gathered in my eyes as the thought came , and then somebody else said , — " Her mother always lets her have her own way . ' " My poor , dear mamma ! so she must be blamed for my fault . I could bear no more . I slipped through the ...
... tears gathered in my eyes as the thought came , and then somebody else said , — " Her mother always lets her have her own way . ' " My poor , dear mamma ! so she must be blamed for my fault . I could bear no more . I slipped through the ...
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Page 44 - Pa brought me two pretty books full of pictures he got them in Alexandria they have pictures of dogs and cats and tigers and elefants and ever so many pretty things cousin bids me send you one of them it has a picture of an elefant and a little Indian boy on his back like uncle jo's sam pa says if I learn ray tasks good he will let uncle jo bring me to see you will you ask your ma to let you come to see me. Richard Henry Lee.
Page 45 - Ma says I may go to see you and stay all day with you next week if it be not rainy. She says I may ride my pony Hero, if uncle Ben will go with me and lead Hero. " I have a little piece of poetry about the picture book you gave me, but I mustn't tell you who wrote the poetry. " GW's compliments to RHL And likes his book full well, Henceforth will count him his friend, And hopes many happy days he may spend. Your good friend, George Washington. "I am going to get a whip-top soon and you may see it...
Page 1 - Then, with eyes that saw not, I kissed her; And she, kissing back, could not know That my kiss was given to her sister, Folded close under deepening snow.
Page 45 - Dear Dickey, I thank you very much for the pretty picture book you gave me. Sam asked me to show him the pictures and I showed him all the pictures in it; and I read to him how the tame Elephant took care of the master's little boy, and put him on his back and would not let anybody touch his master's little son. I can read three or four pages sometimes without missing a word. Ma says I may go to see you and stay all day with you next week if it be not rainy. She says I may ride my pony Hero if Uncle...
Page 82 - 4. One of Alexander the Great; another of Julius Caesar; another of Charles XII. of Sweden; and a fourth of the King of Prussia. NB These are not to exceed fifteen inches in height, nor ten in width. 2 other Busts, of Prince Eugene and the Duke of Marlborough, somewhat smaller; 2 Wild Beasts, not to exceed twelve inches in height, nor eighteen in length. Sundry small ornaments for chimney-piece.
Page 45 - Elephant took care of the master's little boy, and put him on his back and would not let anybody touch his master's little son. I can read three or four pages sometimes without missing a word. Ma says I may go to see you and stay all day with you next week if it be not rainy. She says I may ride my pony Hero if Uncle Ben will go with me and lead Hero. I have a little piece of poetry about the picture book you gave me, but I mustn't tell you who wrote the poetry.
Page 62 - ... some oats, cooked an egg and a cup of coffee for myself at the little kerosene stove, and broke up a dog biscuit for Bock. I marvelled once more at the completeness of Parnassus's furnishings. Bock helped me to scour the pan. He sniffed eagerly at the cap when I showed it to him, and wagged his tail. It seemed to me that the only thing I could do was to leave Parnassus and the animals where they were and retrace my steps as far as the Pratt farm. Undoubtedly Mr. Pratt would be glad to sell me...