Claude Spencer, and Waddles1869 - 16 pages |
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... asking him to be seated , turned to the three little ones who accompanied him , and held out her hand . Claude and Selina placed their little hands in her's , which she slightly pressed , then turning to Fanny she requested her to come ...
... asking him to be seated , turned to the three little ones who accompanied him , and held out her hand . Claude and Selina placed their little hands in her's , which she slightly pressed , then turning to Fanny she requested her to come ...
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... it , but made no promise . Now , she asked , " Have you given me all ? ” Claude assured her he had . Mrs. Wallis next proceeded to put some of the things in her cupboard , turning the key upon them 20 Claude Spencer .
... it , but made no promise . Now , she asked , " Have you given me all ? ” Claude assured her he had . Mrs. Wallis next proceeded to put some of the things in her cupboard , turning the key upon them 20 Claude Spencer .
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... asked him to tell her all about the knife , which he did in his own simple childish manner . She asked to see it , and he brought it up from the bottom of his pocket . " And is this the knife you like so much , " asked she . " Yes ...
... asked him to tell her all about the knife , which he did in his own simple childish manner . She asked to see it , and he brought it up from the bottom of his pocket . " And is this the knife you like so much , " asked she . " Yes ...
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... asking her sister to be seated near her , she said— " Sister , I want to beg one favour of you before I die , which is , that you will give me the old silver thimble you took from Claude , and this clasp - knife . " Mrs. Wallis rose to ...
... asking her sister to be seated near her , she said— " Sister , I want to beg one favour of you before I die , which is , that you will give me the old silver thimble you took from Claude , and this clasp - knife . " Mrs. Wallis rose to ...
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... asked for now , for although she had so often declared she could not live a week without them , she found they could afford her no help and con- solation in this hour of approaching death . " Ann , " said she one day when the girl was ...
... asked for now , for although she had so often declared she could not live a week without them , she found they could afford her no help and con- solation in this hour of approaching death . " Ann , " said she one day when the girl was ...
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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.