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wall, lifted the bed on which a negro woman, the slave of the occupant, was asleep, bore her safely across the road, and planted her, bed a .
the British!"[4] [Footnote 4: Livingston's Life of Israel Putnam. An exhaustive work, by a conscientious and painstaking author.] In this r .
e hand of his friend, "I am going to die, and I am glad of it." Many years before, an agreement had been made between Dr. Hopkins and his o .
d amid all her sense of doubt and danger and inward trembling, there was a wild thrill of delight at accomplishing her object. She would he .
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han fiction;" the painful upward struggling of a spirit from the blackness of despair and blasphemy, into the high, pure air of Hope and Fa .
elderly lady got out at the door of the great house, and sent her maid and servant with the carriage to the inn in the town. Edward was su .
nd out of health and spirits certainly; yet Eleanor could not help thinking he would be better at home, and somewhat suspected her father t .
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ive works, "the wall and stone fence behind which our troops were posted proved as fatal to the British as the rail-fence with grass hung o .
oon?" "I shouldn't wonder, in a day or two. You will stop in Sydney till you get a chance to go on?" "Yes." "I wish I could take you the wh .
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much given, like the prayers of the old Pharisees, to tedious repetitions. A tour in Greece or Italy now affects us with unutterable wearin .
as slightly fanatical. "There is another reason for not getting an answer, Eleanor. It is, not believing that an answer will be given." "Au .
it what it was. On all things that touched Rythdale Eleanor was silent; and so was Mrs. Caxton. The conversation flowed on to other topics .
would prove the Quakers like the Papists in one thing, by the help of God, he would prove him like them in ten. After a brief and sharp di .
as worth recording. Carlyle says in his grimly humorous way of the gruesome elevation of the head of one of his patriotic heroes on Temple .
of Elisha Putnam, who was the third son of Edward, grandson of John Putnam, who settled in Salem in 1634.... I was born the 9th of April, 1 .
or fire was out.'" [9] It was, I believe, the oldest Episcopal Church in Massachusetts, with the exception of King's Chapel, in Boston, a s .