Library of Southern Literature: BiographyEdwin Anderson Alderman, Joel Chandler Harris, Charles W. Kent Martin & Hoyt Company, 1909 |
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Page 1418
... turned south . again . Beyond this six - mile sweep of its broad channel loomed the three ranges of the Blue Ridge Mountains , the first one dark , rich , distinct , clothed in eternal green , the last one melting in dim lines into the ...
... turned south . again . Beyond this six - mile sweep of its broad channel loomed the three ranges of the Blue Ridge Mountains , the first one dark , rich , distinct , clothed in eternal green , the last one melting in dim lines into the ...
Page 1425
... turned on his big club - foot from the window , clinched his fist , and muttered : " But I'll hang that man for this deed if it's the last act of my life ! " The morning brought dismay to the negro , the carpet - bag- ger , and the ...
... turned on his big club - foot from the window , clinched his fist , and muttered : " But I'll hang that man for this deed if it's the last act of my life ! " The morning brought dismay to the negro , the carpet - bag- ger , and the ...
Page 1428
... turned with a look of con- tempt to Aleck , and said : " Mr. Sheriff , you interest me . Will you be kind enough to explain to this court what has happened to you lately to so miraculously change your manners ? " Aleck glanced around ...
... turned with a look of con- tempt to Aleck , and said : " Mr. Sheriff , you interest me . Will you be kind enough to explain to this court what has happened to you lately to so miraculously change your manners ? " Aleck glanced around ...
Page 1429
... turned on his heel , pressed Phil's hand as he passed through the crowd , and disappeared . The old Commoner drove to the telegraph office and sent a message of more than a thousand words to the White House , a copy of which the ...
... turned on his heel , pressed Phil's hand as he passed through the crowd , and disappeared . The old Commoner drove to the telegraph office and sent a message of more than a thousand words to the White House , a copy of which the ...
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... turned ques- tioner . " An ' you say God sees ever'thin ' ? He seen the car what runged over the little kid ? God was a - watchin ' ? Could God ' a ' stopped it ? " " Certainly . " The dark face took on the first vindictive expression ...
... turned ques- tioner . " An ' you say God sees ever'thin ' ? He seen the car what runged over the little kid ? God was a - watchin ' ? Could God ' a ' stopped it ? " " Certainly . " The dark face took on the first vindictive expression ...
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Page 1636 - Wherefore in all things it behoved Him to be made like unto His brethren, that He might be a merciful and faithful high priest in things pertaining to GOD, to make reconciliation for the sins of the people. For in that He Himself hath suffered, being tempted, He is able to succour them that are tempted.
Page 1637 - And not only so, but we glory in tribulations also: knowing that tribulation worketh patience ; .and patience, experience; and experience, hope: and hope maketh not ashamed; because the love of God is shed abroad in our hearts by the Holy Ghost which is given unto us.
Page 1636 - But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities, the chastisement of our peace was upon him, and by his stripes we are healed.
Page 1844 - Oh, yes, mamma ! how very gay Its wings of starry gold ! And see ! it lightly flies away Beyond my gentle hold. " Oh, mother, now I know full well, If God that worm can change, And draw it from this broken cell On golden wings to range — How beautiful will brother be, When God shall give him. wings, Above this dying world to flee, And live with heavenly things !
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Page 1537 - ... pair of babies which he had captured from their unknown mothers. It was on the day of my ride with him that I heard him express his views of the war and his singular aspiration for himself. It was almost immediately after General McClellan assumed command of the army of the Potomac, and while we were rather eagerly expecting him to attack our strongly fortified position at Centreville. Stuart was talking with some members of his staff, with whom he had been wrestling a minute before. He said...
Page 1649 - Neath the sky so bright and blue. And no slab of pallid marble Rears its white and ghastly head, Telling wanderers in the valley Of the virtues of the dead; But a lily is her tombstone, And a dew-drop, pure and bright, Is the epitaph an angel wrote In the stillness of the night.
Page 1733 - He loses her who gains her, Who watches day by day The dust of time that stains her, The griefs that leave her gray, The flesh that yet enchains her Whose grace hath passed away! Oh, happier he who gains not The Love some seem to gain: The joy that custom stains not Shall still with him remain, The loveliness that wanes not, The Love that ne'er can wane. In dreams she grows not older The...
Page 1843 - Daughter, do you remember, dear, The cold, dark thing you brought, And laid upon the casement here, — A withered worm, you thought ? I told you that Almighty power Could break that withered shell, And show you, in a future hour, Something would please you well. Look at the chrysalis, my love, — An empty shell it lies : — Now raise your wandering glance above, To where yon insect flies...
Page 1691 - Asking for a place to stay all night, you may be told, " Go to So and So's house; he'll pertect ye; " and he will, too, at the risk of his own life when you are past the line of suspicion and under his roof. There are other facts that soften a too harsh judgment of the mountaineer and his feud — harsh as the judgment should be. Personal fealty is the cornerstone of the feud. The mountaineer admits no higher law; he understands no conscience that will violate that tie. You are my friend or my kinsman...