John Halifax, GentlemanHarper & Brothers, publishers, Franklin Square., 1859 - 499 pages |
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... morning . " " How far have you come ? " " From the foot of those hills - I forget what they call them - over there . I have seen bigger ones - but they are steep enough - bleak and cold , too , especially when one is lying out among the ...
... morning . " " How far have you come ? " " From the foot of those hills - I forget what they call them - over there . I have seen bigger ones - but they are steep enough - bleak and cold , too , especially when one is lying out among the ...
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... morning , noon , and night slipped wearily away , marked by no changes , save from daylight to candlelight , from candlelight to dawn . Afterwards , as my pain abated , I began to be haunted by occasional memories of something pleasant ...
... morning , noon , and night slipped wearily away , marked by no changes , save from daylight to candlelight , from candlelight to dawn . Afterwards , as my pain abated , I began to be haunted by occasional memories of something pleasant ...
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... morning , mild as spring , coaxing a wandering robin to come and sing to me , loud as 2 quire of birds , out of the thinned trees of the Abbey - yard . I opened the window to hear him , though all the while in mortal fear of Jael . I ...
... morning , mild as spring , coaxing a wandering robin to come and sing to me , loud as 2 quire of birds , out of the thinned trees of the Abbey - yard . I opened the window to hear him , though all the while in mortal fear of Jael . I ...
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... morning early I take a plunge and a swim in the stream , and that makes me warm all day . ” I shivered - I who feared the touch of cold water . Yet there , with all his hardships , he stood before me , the model of healthy boyhood ...
... morning early I take a plunge and a swim in the stream , and that makes me warm all day . ” I shivered - I who feared the touch of cold water . Yet there , with all his hardships , he stood before me , the model of healthy boyhood ...
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... morning for thee , my Go back to the fire . " son . His voice was gentle ; his ruddy countenance pale ; twc strange things in Abel Fletcher . 66 Father , tell me what has befallen thee ? " " Nothing , my son , save that the Giver of all ...
... morning for thee , my Go back to the fire . " son . His voice was gentle ; his ruddy countenance pale ; twc strange things in Abel Fletcher . 66 Father , tell me what has befallen thee ? " " Nothing , my son , save that the Giver of all ...
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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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