scontented with your own sphere of duty, or find it too narrow?" Eleanor's eyes opened a little at that. "Aunt Caxton, I never thought of s add icons who, having superior strength, beat him until he was nearer dead than alive. After suffering all the vicissitudes of slavery,--hunger, nak .
tion and patient explanation. It must be urged in extenuation, that, as the champion of unpopular truths, he was assailed unfairly on all s .
felt they must crave their very own fireside; and the thought that they missed the old homestead made her yearn for the home that she migh .
s allowed to enter that room. Then the tyrant would unbend, and receive family and neighborhood visits. Though she had lived a spinster's l .
esistible. As for Edward Burrough, he was a brisk young Man, of a ready Tongue, and might have been for aught I then knew, a Scholar, which .
e to Mrs. Powle; and feeling less concern in the matter they were free to take more amusement, and so no side feeling or hidden feeling dis .
in the floor stood an easy chair of excellent workmanship, into which Mr. Rhys immediately put Eleanor. But she started up to look at it. .
ore to you, Jane?" "Yes, Miss Eleanor, he did; and every word he said made me feel worser. His two eyes was like two swords going through m .
. Such prayers alone can maintain her as she is--great, glorious, and free. The Martins would not let me go to the village inn, as I propos add icons stened down the steps, for once in her life glad to get away from Abe. He lost no time in following. No matter where Angy went, he would fo .
a supply of mosquito netting among my boxes? I could get the better of the mosquitos, I think." "How would you like to help bind books?" sa .
dilections interfered, and parishes not rarely indulged in acrimonious controversies, especially when the time came for walking the boundar .
up some low wooden stairs, uncarpeted; along more passages; finally into a large low matted chamber, with a row of little lattice windows. .
ir wasted country. Well may they fast where there is no food, and cry aloud for whatever remnant of God's mercy their sins may not have exh .
moonbeam's pearly white? "The blood and bruise,--the _blue_ and _red_,-- Let Asia's groaning millions speak! The _white_,--it tells the co .
be." Mrs. Powle rose up and began to arrange her shawl, with an air which said, "I do not understand it!" "Mamma, what are you about?" "Ele .
to keep the Jews at a distance, I do not know, but the two people do not get on well together. We used to meet in the Chinese company, or q .
nd him inclined to pay well for it, disclosing the whole history of the abominable transaction. But as the old man had not shewn any mind t add icons ly severed," said the old man very sorrowfully, "by destiny, not by my fault. One may master everything, except ones own innermost self. Su .
g. Were my soul but in a good condition, and were I but sure of it, ah I how rich should I esteem myself, though blessed but with bread and .
s silent, looking a little anxious, though not cast down. Mr. Carlisle marked her. "It is not safe for you, Eleanor," he said. "It is perfe .
orthodoxy of my forefathers, and I hope I shall ever remain an evidence of the truth of what the wise man said, 'Train up a child in the wa .
atmosphere fragrant with peace about both. The hymn came to an end; the congregation were dismissed, and Eleanor perforce turned her face .
a box." "Thank you, mamma," said Eleanor, but the colour flushed now to the roots of her hair,--"aunt Caxton has given me a great stock al .
34 Picture, curious, 52 Pike, Nicholas, 25 Polemics, 132 Political hostilities, 55 Poultry in profusion, 67 Practice, modern, of naturaliz .