St. Nicholas, Том 15Mary Mapes Dodge Scribner & Company, 1888 |
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... face darkened by the sun , contrasting strongly with the clear white of her dress , veil , and garland ; her hands , strangers to gloves , working with naïve awkwardness in a pair much too large , perhaps lent her by her mother or an ...
... face darkened by the sun , contrasting strongly with the clear white of her dress , veil , and garland ; her hands , strangers to gloves , working with naïve awkwardness in a pair much too large , perhaps lent her by her mother or an ...
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... face as she spoke in a whisper . Eva laughed , but Alice shrugged her shoulders , and said tranquilly , “ I don't mind . She would n't expect much wisdom from school - girls . " fully conscious of having been a particularly silly school ...
... face as she spoke in a whisper . Eva laughed , but Alice shrugged her shoulders , and said tranquilly , “ I don't mind . She would n't expect much wisdom from school - girls . " fully conscious of having been a particularly silly school ...
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... face behind a convenient newspaper as I watched the little flurry of fishing up the hat by a man in a boat near by , and the merriment of the gentlemen over this assault of William Wordsworth upon Samuel Warburton . The poor book passed ...
... face behind a convenient newspaper as I watched the little flurry of fishing up the hat by a man in a boat near by , and the merriment of the gentlemen over this assault of William Wordsworth upon Samuel Warburton . The poor book passed ...
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... face turned to meet it , with a smile that welcomed the herald of a lovely sunset . " The rain is over ; there will be just time for a run in the garden before dinner , girls . I must go and put on my cap , for literary ladies should ...
... face turned to meet it , with a smile that welcomed the herald of a lovely sunset . " The rain is over ; there will be just time for a run in the garden before dinner , girls . I must go and put on my cap , for literary ladies should ...
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... face , who sat his horse awkwardly , as if he were any- thing but a practised rider . His slight figure appeared quite dwarfish among the sturdy frames and grim faces of the veteran warriors around him ; but in his keen gray eyes ...
... face , who sat his horse awkwardly , as if he were any- thing but a practised rider . His slight figure appeared quite dwarfish among the sturdy frames and grim faces of the veteran warriors around him ; but in his keen gray eyes ...
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ACROSTIC answer Arla asked baby beautiful Behead bird blue bridge brother Brown called can-opener captain child Christmas clock corkscrew cried Damvillers DEAR ST door dress drill Dwarf eyes face father feet Feodosia Gausdale gave gentleman give glad Grand Isle Gray Squirrel groschen hand happy Harry head hear heard heart horse hour Indian JACK-IN-THE-PULPIT Jenny king knew lady laughed leave letter little girl Little Lord Fauntleroy live London Bridge looked mahout Matti Miss Minchin morning mother never NICHOLAS night once PALMER COX patent Polly poor pretty Santa Claus Sara seemed side sister soon Stanwood stood story sure Teddy tell thing thought told Tommy took tree Trudel turned walked wish words Wylie young
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Стр. 22 - ... you might read all the books in the British Museum (if you could live long enough), and remain an utterly
Стр. 243 - OLD King Cole was a merry old soul, And a merry old soul was he; He called for his pipe, and he called for his bowl, And he called for his fiddlers three.
Стр. 418 - Dolly had said it was for the good of the child; and in this way, as the weeks grew to months, the child created fresh and fresh links between his life and the lives from which he had hitherto shrunk continually into narrower isolation.
Стр. 415 - ... far-off scenes. The thoughts were strange to him now, like old friendships impossible to revive; and yet he had a dreamy feeling that this child was somehow a message come to him from that faroff life: it stirred fibres that had never been moved in Raveloe, — old quiverings of tenderness, — old impressions of awe at the presentiment of some Power presiding over his life...
Стр. 419 - In old days there were angels who came and took men by the hand and led them away from the city of destruction. We see no white-winged angels now. But yet men are led away from threatening destruction: a hand is put into theirs, which leads them forth gently towards a calm and bright land, so that they look no more backward; and the hand may be a little child's.
Стр. 415 - ... hearth. Gold! — his own gold — brought back to him as mysteriously as it had been taken away! He felt his heart begin to beat violently, and for a few moments he was unable to stretch out his hand and grasp the restored treasure.
Стр. 463 - ... particularly point out and distinctly claim the part, improvement, or combination which he claims as his invention or discovery.
Стр. 415 - Turning towards the hearth, where the two logs had fallen apart, and sent forth only a red uncertain glimmer, he seated himself on his fireside chair, and was stooping to push his logs together, when, to his blurred vision, it seemed as if there were gold on the floor in front of the hearth. Gold !— his own gold — brought back to him as mysteriously as it had been taken away ! He felt his heart...
Стр. 464 - ... or patented or described in any printed publication in any country before his invention or discovery thereof, or more than two years prior to this application, or in public use or on sale...
Стр. 418 - Unlike the gold which needed nothing, and must be worshipped in close-locked solitude — which was hidden away from the daylight, was deaf to the song of birds, and started to no human tones — Eppie was a creature of endless claims and ever-growing desires, seeking and loving sunshine, and living sounds, and living movements...