The mystery developedA.K. Newman and Company, 1825 - 790 pages |
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Page 82
... Darby , my husband , and I - if Darby was at home , your honour , he would come to give you a thousand welcomes to Holly Mount , but Mr. Jobson sent for him to town , to bring some things home for your honour's honour - and so Darby and ...
... Darby , my husband , and I - if Darby was at home , your honour , he would come to give you a thousand welcomes to Holly Mount , but Mr. Jobson sent for him to town , to bring some things home for your honour's honour - and so Darby and ...
Page 169
... Darby and the other little boy next to him would grow up , they would help me to keep a praty and a drop of milk in the chil- der's mouths ; but now I will have to give up house and home , and go and beg the world , with all my childer ...
... Darby and the other little boy next to him would grow up , they would help me to keep a praty and a drop of milk in the chil- der's mouths ; but now I will have to give up house and home , and go and beg the world , with all my childer ...
Page 170
... Darby went to him one day . " 66 66 What , that boy ? " No , your honour , my husband , " God rest his soul ! and he tould him that sarrow day nor day he would give him ; and only because he was making a drop of whiskey , to make up the ...
... Darby went to him one day . " 66 66 What , that boy ? " No , your honour , my husband , " God rest his soul ! and he tould him that sarrow day nor day he would give him ; and only because he was making a drop of whiskey , to make up the ...
Page 173
... Darby , who was all this time herding the cow on the road , seeing his mother in that state , ran up to her , crying- " What ails my mother ? " 1 3 " Darby , " 66 Darby , " said she , sighing as hearti- MYSTERY DEVELOPED . 173.
... Darby , who was all this time herding the cow on the road , seeing his mother in that state , ran up to her , crying- " What ails my mother ? " 1 3 " Darby , " 66 Darby , " said she , sighing as hearti- MYSTERY DEVELOPED . 173.
Page 174
... Darby , take off your hat . " 66 " " Tis off , mother . Do you think I would stand in the quality's presence with my hat on - what my father never done ? " " That's a good boy , Darby . Darby , kneel down here alongside of me . " " I I ...
... Darby , take off your hat . " 66 " " Tis off , mother . Do you think I would stand in the quality's presence with my hat on - what my father never done ? " " That's a good boy , Darby . Darby , kneel down here alongside of me . " " I I ...
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Page 65 - Music the fiercest grief can charm, And Fate's severest rage disarm ; Music can soften pain to ease, And make despair and madness please : Our joys below it can improve, And antedate the bliss above. This the divine Cecilia found, And to her Maker's praise confined the sound. When the full organ joins the tuneful quire, Th...
Page 124 - Long-sounding aisles, and intermingled graves, Black Melancholy sits, and round her throws A death-like silence., and a dread repose: Her gloomy presence saddens all the scene, Shades ev'ry flow'r, and darkens ev'ry green, Deepens the murmur of the falling floods, And breathes a browner horror on the woods.
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