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... Nellie Snowden's room before she had been stolen from her home , and since that sad event Mrs. Snowden had used it as her own private room . Here , alone , unseen by all but God , she had poured out the anguish of her soul in tears and ...
... Nellie Snowden's room before she had been stolen from her home , and since that sad event Mrs. Snowden had used it as her own private room . Here , alone , unseen by all but God , she had poured out the anguish of her soul in tears and ...
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... Nellie , I was proceeding to question her about her brothers and sisters , when we were joined by the whole of them . " That is Mary , " said Nellie , pointing to her eldest sister ; " and the baby's name is- " " " Waddles , " I cried ...
... Nellie , I was proceeding to question her about her brothers and sisters , when we were joined by the whole of them . " That is Mary , " said Nellie , pointing to her eldest sister ; " and the baby's name is- " " " Waddles , " I cried ...
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... Nellie going to be ? " enquired I , turning to my little favourite , who as usual was nestled close to my knee . " Oh ! I shall be a lady . " " Very true , " thought I , " sure enough thou wilt ever and always be a lady , in whatever ...
... Nellie going to be ? " enquired I , turning to my little favourite , who as usual was nestled close to my knee . " Oh ! I shall be a lady . " " Very true , " thought I , " sure enough thou wilt ever and always be a lady , in whatever ...
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... to me for advice , in any of their little difficulties ; and I - well , yes ! I loved them all very , very dearly from my favourite Nellie , down to- Waddles ! O CHAPTER III . T was many months ere I saw. Waddles . 193.
... to me for advice , in any of their little difficulties ; and I - well , yes ! I loved them all very , very dearly from my favourite Nellie , down to- Waddles ! O CHAPTER III . T was many months ere I saw. Waddles . 193.
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... Nellie , who had never missed one morning watching for the postman , hoping to be the first to get the letter , had begun to despair . " It's no use watching this morning , " she began to say ; " I know he won't bring dear mamma a ...
... Nellie , who had never missed one morning watching for the postman , hoping to be the first to get the letter , had begun to despair . " It's no use watching this morning , " she began to say ; " I know he won't bring dear mamma a ...
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Page 127 - And he look'd at her and said, " Bring the dress and put it on her, That she wore when she was wed.
Page 174 - 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 171 - 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 379 - They gathered round him on the fresh green bank, And spoke their kindly words; and, as the sun Rose up in heaven, he knelt among them there, And bowed his head upon his hands to pray.
Page 147 - 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 134 - 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 182 - 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 147 - O'er each fair sleeping brow, She had each folded flower in sight— Where are those dreamers now? One midst the forests of the West, By a dark stream, is laid ; The Indian knows his place of rest Far in the cedar shade. The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one, He lies where pearls lie deep, He was the loved of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep. One sleeps where southern vines...
Page 384 - Yes," cried the lad with upraised finger, "Ellen Jones is singing what I must do." Mr. Welburn listened, when the clear contralto tones of a girl's voice was heard singing, ' ' Oh ! rest in the Lord ; wait patiently for Him ; and He will give thee Thy heart's desire.
Page 345 - Thy sinless land, Which eye hath never seen. Visions come and go; Shapes of resplendent beauty round me throng, From angel lips I seem to hear the flow Of soft and holy song.