Claude Spencer, and Waddles1869 - 16 pages |
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... sitting- room for at least the twentieth time , going over the furniture with a white duster , that she might detect the least spot of dirt left there by the little servant , when that small individual opened the door Claude Spencer . II.
... sitting- room for at least the twentieth time , going over the furniture with a white duster , that she might detect the least spot of dirt left there by the little servant , when that small individual opened the door Claude Spencer . II.
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... sit on me . " But it was too late to repent now , so stooping down he kissed the boy saying , " Be a good boy , Claude , until I come again . " ' Must I stay here dear papa ? " earnestly en- quired the child ; as he looked with an ...
... sit on me . " But it was too late to repent now , so stooping down he kissed the boy saying , " Be a good boy , Claude , until I come again . " ' Must I stay here dear papa ? " earnestly en- quired the child ; as he looked with an ...
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... had been oppressively hot ; great drops of rain began to fall , and loud peals of thunder shook the windows . Miss Winn was sitting in a large , old - fashioned , easy chair , with the last new novel from the CHAPTER V. ...
... had been oppressively hot ; great drops of rain began to fall , and loud peals of thunder shook the windows . Miss Winn was sitting in a large , old - fashioned , easy chair , with the last new novel from the CHAPTER V. ...
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... sit with Fanny , until she goes to sleep . Don't you hear her scream ? I did not want to be naughty and disobey you , so I did not go and fetch her , but she shall not cry any longer . " And the dark eyes flashed with a strange ...
... sit with Fanny , until she goes to sleep . Don't you hear her scream ? I did not want to be naughty and disobey you , so I did not go and fetch her , but she shall not cry any longer . " And the dark eyes flashed with a strange ...
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... was forgotten in those happy dreams of the dear old home , with the loved form of that kind mother sitting in her low chair , singing to them the little hymns they loved so well . 佰佰 CHAPTER VI . " Oh ! hear me 30 Claude Spencer .
... was forgotten in those happy dreams of the dear old home , with the loved form of that kind mother sitting in her low chair , singing to them the little hymns they loved so well . 佰佰 CHAPTER VI . " Oh ! hear me 30 Claude Spencer .
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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.