New Chronicles of RebeccaHoughton, Mifflin, 1907 - 277 pages Home life in New England, with portrayals of girls and women-folk. |
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Page 11
... hope , in living green . Dead ! and all the rest of the world reveling in strength . Dead ! with all the daisies and buttercups waving in the fields and the men heaping the mown grass into fragrant cocks or tossing it into heavily laden ...
... hope , in living green . Dead ! and all the rest of the world reveling in strength . Dead ! with all the daisies and buttercups waving in the fields and the men heaping the mown grass into fragrant cocks or tossing it into heavily laden ...
Page 16
... hope she won't know that the big baby is going to the poor - farm . I wonder where he is ? " " Perhaps over to Mrs. Dennett's house . She did n't seem sorry a bit , did she ? " " No , but I suppose she's tired sitting up and nursing a ...
... hope she won't know that the big baby is going to the poor - farm . I wonder where he is ? " " Perhaps over to Mrs. Dennett's house . She did n't seem sorry a bit , did she ? " " No , but I suppose she's tired sitting up and nursing a ...
Page 55
... hope , shame , fear , rage , all tearing her bosom in turn , till with a hysterical shriek she fell over the bars and into Rebecca's arms out- stretched to receive her . The other Daughters wiped her eyes and supported her almost ...
... hope , shame , fear , rage , all tearing her bosom in turn , till with a hysterical shriek she fell over the bars and into Rebecca's arms out- stretched to receive her . The other Daughters wiped her eyes and supported her almost ...
Page 78
... hope to be about again by Monday , when Dr. Moses goes away to a convention . It is a very hard composition to write , somehow . Last night I dreamed that the river was ink and I kept dipping into it and writing with a penstalk made of ...
... hope to be about again by Monday , when Dr. Moses goes away to a convention . It is a very hard composition to write , somehow . Last night I dreamed that the river was ink and I kept dipping into it and writing with a penstalk made of ...
Page 80
... hope that they will . We had the wrath of God four times in sermons this last summer , but God cannot be angry all the time , — nobody could , especially in summer ; Mr. Baxter is different and calls his wife dear which is lovely and ...
... hope that they will . We had the wrath of God four times in sermons this last summer , but God cannot be angry all the time , — nobody could , especially in summer ; Mr. Baxter is different and calls his wife dear which is lovely and ...
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Abijah Flagg Abner Simpson Acreville Adam Ladd afraid afternoon ain't Aladdin Alice Robinson asked Aunt Jane Aunt Miranda baby barège barn chamber Baxter be'n beautiful becca braids brick house brown Buttercup Candace carissima child Clara Belle cried Daughters of Zion dear door dress Edgewood Elisha Emma Jane Perkins Emmy exclaimed eyes farm father flag flag-raising Fogg girls guess hair hand head heart hill hollyhock horse Huldah Jack-o'-lantern Jacob Moody Jane's Jimmy Watson John Winslow looked Meserve Milltown mind minister minister's wife Minnie Smellie Miranda Sawyer Miss Dearborn Miss Miranda Moses mother never night North Riverboro perhaps pink poor-farm porcupine quills remember Remerniscences road rosetted Sawyer Squire Bean's star story Sunnybrook there's things Thirza Thought Book Tory Hill Uncle Cash Uncle Sam village voice wagon walked Wareham window wonder write young
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Page 37 - Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole
Page 46 - Arise, for the night of thy sorrow is o'er. 2 Strong were thy foes ; but the arm that subdued them, And scattered their legions, was mightier far; They fled like the chaff from the scourge that pursued them ; Vain were their steeds and their chariots of war. 3 Daughter of Zion, the power that hath saved thee Extolled with the harp and the timbrel should be ; Shout, for the foe is destroyed that enslaved thee ; The oppressor is vanquished, and Zion is free ! Pi«lm 102.
Page 251 - Oh! hush these suspicions," Fair Imogine said, "Offensive to love and to me! For, if you be living, or if you be dead, I swear by the Virgin, that none in your stead Shall husband of Imogine be.
Page 28 - ... the east: Shine, be increased ; O Lady Moon, your horns point toward the west: Wane, be at rest. What do the stars do Up in the sky, Higher than the wind can blow, Or the clouds can fly? Each star in its own glory Circles, circles still ; As it was lit to shine and set, And do its Maker's will. Motherless baby and babyless mother, Bring them together to love one another.
Page 130 - Not by appointment do we meet delight And joy; they heed not our expectancy; But round some corner in the streets of life They on a sudden clasp us with a smile.
Page 137 - ... wonder what becomes of them! That's a pretty idea, little Rebecca, and I don't know whether you or my wife ought to have the more praise. What made you think of the stars lying on the flag's 'mother-breast'? Where did you get that word?
Page 243 - With virtues equall'd by her wit alone ; She made the cleverest people quite ashamed, And even the good with inward envy groan, Finding themselves so very much exceeded, In their own way, by all the things that she did.
Page 142 - I want to know! That'll be grand, won't it?" (Still not a sign of consciousness on the part of Abner.) "I hope Mrs. Fogg will take Clara Belle, for it will be splendid to look at ! Mr. Cobb is going to be Uncle Sam and drive us on the stage. Miss Dearborn — Clara Belle's old teacher, you know — is going to be Columbia; the girls will be the States of the Union, and O Mr. Simpson, I am going to be the State of Maine!
Page 143 - ... can't bear to say anything about it, but please give us back our flag! Don't, don't take it over to Acreville, Mr. Simpson! We've worked so long to make it, and it was so hard getting the money for the bunting! Wait a minute, please; don't be angry, and don't say no just yet, till I explain more. It'll be so dreadful for everybody to get there to-morrow morning and find no flag to raise, and the band and the mayor all disappointed, and the children crying, with their muslin dresses all bought...
Page 242 - High is the rank we now possess ; But higher we shall rise ; Though what we shall hereafter be Is hid from mortal eyes...