Claude Spencer, and Waddles1869 - 16 pages |
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Page 18
... book , which to her horror she found to be " Jack the Giant - killer ; " six brass buttons , a bit of rusty iron , two bits of India - rubber , and half a stick of sealing - wax ; a pocket - knife , and two steel pens ; some bits of ...
... book , which to her horror she found to be " Jack the Giant - killer ; " six brass buttons , a bit of rusty iron , two bits of India - rubber , and half a stick of sealing - wax ; a pocket - knife , and two steel pens ; some bits of ...
Page 39
... medicine and spoon in her hand , but Miss Winn cried out , " I do not want that , I want you to read to me out of this book . " Mrs. Wallis sighed , as she wearily rubbed her half - open eyes ; but to do her justice Claude Spencer . 39.
... medicine and spoon in her hand , but Miss Winn cried out , " I do not want that , I want you to read to me out of this book . " Mrs. Wallis sighed , as she wearily rubbed her half - open eyes ; but to do her justice Claude Spencer . 39.
Page 40
... book , simply observing , she " feared it would make her sister very gloomy , if she took to reading the bible . " She even offered to go down stairs and fetch up one of Miss Winn's favourite novels and read : but no nothing would serve ...
... book , simply observing , she " feared it would make her sister very gloomy , if she took to reading the bible . " She even offered to go down stairs and fetch up one of Miss Winn's favourite novels and read : but no nothing would serve ...
Page 56
... book amidst her tears and sobs . She was a tender - hearted young crea- ture . She had dearly loved this delicate child , and she had , as far as she knew , acted a mother's part to the little motherless ones . ' Don't cry , dear mother ...
... book amidst her tears and sobs . She was a tender - hearted young crea- ture . She had dearly loved this delicate child , and she had , as far as she knew , acted a mother's part to the little motherless ones . ' Don't cry , dear mother ...
Page 95
... all even happier than when I first had the pleasure of meeting them . BEM ROSE AND SONS , PRINTERS , LONDON AND DERBY . Selec Mew Reli 74s . Bemrose and Sons ' Book Waddles . 95 left me my little Nelly behind, so I did ...
... all even happier than when I first had the pleasure of meeting them . BEM ROSE AND SONS , PRINTERS , LONDON AND DERBY . Selec Mew Reli 74s . Bemrose and Sons ' Book Waddles . 95 left me my little Nelly behind, so I did ...
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Page 3 - And he look'd at her and said, " Bring the dress and put it on her, That she wore when she was wed.
Page 50 - Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers. Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the wayside, Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses!
Page 47 - If I am right, Thy grace impart, Still in the right to stay ; If I am wrong, oh, teach my heart To find that better way.
Page 23 - BETWEEN the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day's occupations, That is known as the Children's Hour. I hear in the chamber above me The patter of little feet, The sound of a door that is opened, And voices soft and sweet.
Page 10 - And shouted but once more aloud, "My father! must I stay?" While o'er him fast, through sail and shroud, The wreathing fires made way. They...
Page 58 - Died on his lips, and their motion revealed what his tongue would have spoken. Vainly he strove to rise ; and Evangeline, kneeling beside him, Kissed his dying lips, and laid his head on her bosom. Sweet was the light of his eyes ; but it suddenly sank into darkness, As when a lamp is blown out by a gust of wind at a casement.
Page 23 - Their graves are severed, far and wide, By mount, and stream, and sea. The same fond mother bent at night O'er each fair sleeping brow ; She had each folded flower in sight — Where are those dreamers now...
Page 60 - Gently the passing spirit fled, Sustained by grace divine ; Oh ! may such grace on me be shed, And make my end like thine.