John Halifax, GentlemanHarper & Brothers, publishers, Franklin Square., 1859 - 499 pages |
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... my father would not question thus ; but possibly e had his own motives , which were rarely harsh , though is actions often appeared so . " How old might thee be , John Halifax ? ” " Fourteen , sir " " " Thee art used JOHN HALIFAX .
... my father would not question thus ; but possibly e had his own motives , which were rarely harsh , though is actions often appeared so . " How old might thee be , John Halifax ? ” " Fourteen , sir " " " Thee art used JOHN HALIFAX .
Page 10
... Halifax neither answered nor declined his eyes . Не seemed to feel that this was a critical moment , and to have gathered all his mental forces into a serried square , to meet the attack . He met it , and conquered in silence . " Lad ...
... Halifax neither answered nor declined his eyes . Не seemed to feel that this was a critical moment , and to have gathered all his mental forces into a serried square , to meet the attack . He met it , and conquered in silence . " Lad ...
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... Halifax start , and look up at the nursery window , which was likewise closed . We heard nothing more . After a minute , he crossed the street , and picked up the slice of bread . Now , in those days bread was precious , exceedingly ...
... Halifax start , and look up at the nursery window , which was likewise closed . We heard nothing more . After a minute , he crossed the street , and picked up the slice of bread . Now , in those days bread was precious , exceedingly ...
Page 14
... Halifax came to my aid . " Suppose you let me carry you . I could - and - and- it would be great fun , you know . " He tried to turn it into a jest , so as not to hurt me ; but the tremble in his voice was as tender as any woman's ...
... Halifax came to my aid . " Suppose you let me carry you . I could - and - and- it would be great fun , you know . " He tried to turn it into a jest , so as not to hurt me ; but the tremble in his voice was as tender as any woman's ...
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... Halifax , his Book . " Guy Halifax , gentleman , married Muriel Joyce , spin . ster , May 17 , in the year of our Lord 1779 . " John Halifax , their son , born June 18th , 1780. " There was one more entry , in a feeble , illiterate ...
... Halifax , his Book . " Guy Halifax , gentleman , married Muriel Joyce , spin . ster , May 17 , in the year of our Lord 1779 . " John Halifax , their son , born June 18th , 1780. " There was one more entry , in a feeble , illiterate ...
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Abel Fletcher answered asked Beechwood better Brithwood child Cloth daughter dear door Edwin Enderley eyes face fancy father feel gentleman gone Guy's Half Calf hand happy hear heard heart honor husband Jael Jessop John Halifax JOHN S. C. ABBOTT John's Kingswell knew Lady Caroline laughed listened little Muriel live Longfield looked Lord Luxmore Lord Ravenel marriage Mary Baines Maud mill mind minute Miss March Miss Silver morning mother Muriel never night Norton Bury Oldtower once pain parlor perhaps Phineas Fletcher poor quiet rose round seemed silence Sir Ralph smile spoke stood sure talking tan-yard tell thank thee things THOMAS CARLYLE thought told took turned Uncle Phineas Ursula voice walk watching wife wish woman wonder word young
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