The New England Magazine, Volume 34; Volume 40New England Magazine Company, 1906 |
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... girls gathered in little groups , or walked about in twos and threes with arms entwined . But one little girl , snatching her hat hastily from a hook in the girls ' entry , had started alone on a run down the long hill on which the ...
... girls gathered in little groups , or walked about in twos and threes with arms entwined . But one little girl , snatching her hat hastily from a hook in the girls ' entry , had started alone on a run down the long hill on which the ...
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... girls , " a cheer which has often been repeated in the later history of the institu- tion . were Some have claimed that co - edu- cation , as it exists at Illinois and elsewhere in the Middle West , has the tendency to make the men femi ...
... girls , " a cheer which has often been repeated in the later history of the institu- tion . were Some have claimed that co - edu- cation , as it exists at Illinois and elsewhere in the Middle West , has the tendency to make the men femi ...
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... girl is be- having . She has something to con- ceal . It must be she who stole the silver communion cup . The crimi- The crimi- nal is found ! " I I My heart beat in my throat so that I thought it would burst . waited for his awful ...
... girl is be- having . She has something to con- ceal . It must be she who stole the silver communion cup . The crimi- The crimi- nal is found ! " I I My heart beat in my throat so that I thought it would burst . waited for his awful ...
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... girl , Rhoda , there , has stolen the silver communion cup ! " What matter that I was innocent ? Before the stern eyes of that con- gregation I should not be able to say a word in my defence . I should be disgraced forever , put in ...
... girl , Rhoda , there , has stolen the silver communion cup ! " What matter that I was innocent ? Before the stern eyes of that con- gregation I should not be able to say a word in my defence . I should be disgraced forever , put in ...
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... girl , " I blurted out , unable longer to endure the suspense of fear . " You - you're going to take me to prison ? " The Deacon stared . " You're morbid , child ! " he exclaimed . " They have punished self - confidence out of you , and ...
... girl , " I blurted out , unable longer to endure the suspense of fear . " You - you're going to take me to prison ? " The Deacon stared . " You're morbid , child ! " he exclaimed . " They have punished self - confidence out of you , and ...
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Page 175 - Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds ; Save that from yonder ivy-mantled tow'r The moping owl does to the moon complain Of such as, wand'ring near her secret bow'r, Molest her ancient solitary reign.
Page 97 - O, speak again, bright angel ! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wondering eyes Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him, When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds And sails upon the bosom of the air.
Page 171 - ... were of a still deeper crimson. Her mouth and chin, they said, were too large and full, and so they might be for a goddess in marble, but not for a woman whose eyes were fire, whose look was love, whose voice was the sweetest low song, whose shape was perfect symmetry, health, decision, activity, whose foot, as it planted itself on the ground, was firm but flexible, and whose motion, whether rapid or slow, was always perfect grace — agile as a nymph, lofty as a queen — now melting, now imperious,...
Page 277 - When your fear cometh as desolation, and your destruction cometh as a whirlwind; when distress and anguish cometh upon you. Then shall they call upon me, but I will not answer; they shall seek me early, but they shall not find me...
Page 595 - The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Awaits alike the inevitable hour: The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Page 595 - Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes ; Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm ; Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That, hush'd in grim repose, expects his evening prey.
Page 171 - She was a brown beauty: that is, her eyes, hair, and eyebrows and eyelashes were dark: her hair curling with rich undulations, and waving over her shoulders: but her complexion was as dazzling white as snow in sunshine; except her cheeks, which were a bright red, and her lips, which were of a still deeper crimson. Her mouth and chin, they said, were too large and full, and so they might be for a goddess in marble...
Page 385 - It is therefore ordered, that every township in this jurisdiction, after the Lord hath increased them to the number of fifty householders, shall then forthwith appoint one within their town to teach all such children as shall resort to him to write and read...
Page 595 - Fair laughs the Morn, and soft the Zephyr blows, While, proudly riding o'er the azure realm, In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes, Youth at the prow, and Pleasure at the helm; Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway. That, hush'd in grim repose, expects his evening prey.
Page 171 - She was a brown beauty; that is, her eyes, hair, and eyebrows and eyelashes were dark, her hair curling with rich undulations and waving over her shoulders; but her complexion was as dazzling white as snow in sunshine, except her cheeks which were a bright red, and her lips which were of a still deeper crimson. Her mouth and chin, they said, were too large and full ; and so they might be for a goddess in marble, but not for a woman whose eyes were fire, whose look was love, whose voice was the sweetest...