John Halifax, GentlemanHarper & Brothers, publishers, Franklin Square., 1859 - 499 pages |
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Page 17
... 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 female hand : 66 Guy Halifax , died January 4 , 1781 ...
... 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 female hand : 66 Guy Halifax , died January 4 , 1781 ...
Page 233
... Muriel Joy - Muriel Jc : Halifax . That name - beautiful , sacred , and never - to - be - forgotten antong us - I write it now with tears . * * * * * * In December , 1802 , she was born - our Muriel . And on February 9th - alas ! I have ...
... Muriel Joy - Muriel Jc : Halifax . That name - beautiful , sacred , and never - to - be - forgotten antong us - I write it now with tears . * * * * * * In December , 1802 , she was born - our Muriel . And on February 9th - alas ! I have ...
Page 235
... Muriel's eyelashes , very long for such a baby - and descanted on the color of her eyes , that fruitful and never - ending theme of mothers and friends . " I think they are like her father's ; yes , certainly like her father's . But we ...
... Muriel's eyelashes , very long for such a baby - and descanted on the color of her eyes , that fruitful and never - ending theme of mothers and friends . " I think they are like her father's ; yes , certainly like her father's . But we ...
Page 236
... Muriel - little , unconscious , cooing dove ! Lulled by her father's voice , she once more opened her eyes , wide . Dr. Jessop passed the candle before them many times , once so close that it almost touched her face ; but the full ...
... Muriel - little , unconscious , cooing dove ! Lulled by her father's voice , she once more opened her eyes , wide . Dr. Jessop passed the candle before them many times , once so close that it almost touched her face ; but the full ...
Page 237
... Muriel as if the blessing were already upon her ; as if the mysterious touch which had sealed up her eyes for ever , had left on her a sanctity like as of one who has been touched by the finger of God . " Now , children , I must go home ...
... Muriel as if the blessing were already upon her ; as if the mysterious touch which had sealed up her eyes for ever , had left on her a sanctity like as of one who has been touched by the finger of God . " Now , children , I must go home ...
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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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