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hat would be inhospitable," Mr. Rhys said with a smile; "and I do not believe your sister knows how, Julia. She has not learned as many thi .
s is what these people have!"--she said to herself;--"this is the helmet of salvation! And I am as far from it as ever!" The conversation e .
he did with the lonely hours he spent entirely by himself, nobody knew; Eleanor knew that he was rejoiced every time to see her come in. Hi .
ew days later his men were at work upon an entrenchment within half a mile and under the fire of a British man-of-war, a squad of these int .
, but heart-broken as I was I dared not interfere. Our old chief had resolved to build a fleet of large double canoes, with which to bring .
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nus, in which was a population of two hundred and ninety-three thousand men capable of bearing arms; and the citizens of the various conque .
timate of the man. In a letter treating of a similar situation, two months previously, Washington had written to Congress: "General Putnam .
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his seething and confused moral maelstrom. He struggled against it for a time, but human nature was weak; he became, to use his own words, .
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ged by General Putnam.... Not the least attention has been paid to my order, in your name, for a detachment of one thousand men from the tr .
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Sundays, of course." "It is not 'of course' here," said Mrs. Caxton. "The common practice in large dairy-farms is to do the same work on t .
stitution? Why need they thus intensify his sense of shame at his life's failure, and, above all, at his failure to provide for Angeline? I .
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usual occupation on the shore, my eyes fell on a white speck just rising above the horizon. Anxiously, intently did I watch it. Slowly it .
nor, drooping. "That's what Mr. Rhys always does, so he is never troubled. I will tell you what he says--he says, 'What time I am afraid, I .