e at this late day had been unaffectedly glad of Eleanor's proposal; avowing himself not ashamed of his sister or his children either. For desktop icon gone taskbar ou not know the name?" "I--I believe Mrs. Caxton must have mentioned it in one of her letters. She ought, and I think she did." An impatien .
as done; and Eleanor rose to her feet with an intense feeling of the difference between her aunt's character and her own; only equalled by .
unds in its front and rear, was appropriately named by its original proprietor "Mount Rural," though not, perhaps, with the most exact obse .
to get out that day, but he cheerfully scouted the idea that a turkey for each man would not arrive sooner or later. The rest of us dined .
e epicures famous for their love of good eating and their knowledge of good dishes were assembled. The counsellor himself was the soul of s .
orm his master's orders. Meanwhile Pietro lighted the consecrated tapers; with a shudder he walkt up to the great torch that stood upon the .
noise to challenge promptly, "Who goes there?" three times, and then, if no answer were returned, to fire at whatever approached. Mounting .
ers, Lunts, Marquands, and others of wealth, were on Water Street or near it. There were their grand houses and fine gardens, and it was no .
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s betwixt heaven and earth. His cries attracted some companions, one of whom he commanded (as he had a gun) to fire a bullet at the limb an .
t at all." "That is the most comical putting of the case that ever I heard," said Eleanor, quite unable to retain her own gravity. "Very go .
ith his great, overgrown rump turned uncivilly toward the gap where the people have to pass. Following round the panorama, you come to the .
ebergs, or fields of ice; and some are ill put together, or rotten, and spring leaks, and so go down: but to my mind the greater number are .
nd persuasive preacher; of whom President Dwight, of Yale, is reported to have said, that there had been scarcely such a writer of pure Eng .
d planters, came on board. There was a fair wind blowing down the Liffey. "Open the dock-gates, Mr Thompson, and let her go. She'll find he .
t very common and gas was entirely unknown. Outside, there was not a sound, for the whole town was buried in profound sleep, and our own ho .
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ed Crowfoot's gray, still good for a ten-mile ride! The despatch was gone forward; we had not all fallen in vain; maybe the brigades would .
end Ellwood seems to have had a good deal of trouble. "His name," says Ellwood, "was up for a topping Disputant. He was well, read in the f .
told him that I had been wounded, and how ill I was; and he at once sung out for a sling, and in another minute I was safely placed on the .