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the meeting of two mighty oceans, bore traces of many a terrific storm. Now all was calm and bright, though the vast undulations of the oce .
bec, and the effigies of all the New England ministers ever done in mezzotinto. All these must have been very salable articles. Other ornam .
ale howling over our heads, the ship groaning and creaking, and the seas roaring up astern and threatening every moment to wash us from our .
d, and a rarity of flagitious offences, which puts to shame the demoralization of our own day. For the house in question stood on the high .
nge, Mr. Rhys's hand included. Through the whole length of the house, and of course through the middle apartment, ran a double row of colum .
remaining hours before train-time in donning her beautiful lace gown, and in making the woman within it as young and ravishing as possible. .
a she-wolf, which, with her annual whelps, had for several years infested the vicinity. The young were commonly destroyed by the vigilance .
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t exclusively attended the reading and writing class, devoting every moment I was off duty to my books; so that, much to my own surprise an .
so to the eastward, a brig with her foretopmast gone and maintopsail-yard carried away. The damage had been done, I had no doubt, by the sq .
ight? and what chance would all these things have with Mr. Carlisle? I could manage my mother. What will become of me!" Eleanor walked and .
kind of stuff, but a good piece of thick, warm, comfortable broadcloth--such as Bill Hale wears." It must be admitted that the reverend pe .
st, after much striving, I felt this thought pass through my heart, Let him go if he will; and I thought also, that I felt my heart freely .
st gale; and though he may be as mischievous now, he will learn better manners, which Jocko hadn't the sense to do." "Oh ay! Bear him along .
o their winter stalls from the meadows of the Nile and the Astaboras. Of the civil history of Carthage we know unfortunately but little. Th .
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rest the arm of his wise counsels. Who are we, that we should murmur against him? Shall the child of the dust, that is scattered to nought .
eautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him that bringeth good tidings, that publisheth peace! Think of old Caesar, going to glory from .
s," observed the attorney, "they seem to have excellent information of all that goes on in Kingston. I suspect that they have confederates .
r and full Is but a masquerading skull: But hail to thee skull so fair and so fresh! Why should I weep and whine and wail, That what blooms .
nd Pierre were awake, and they both cried when the first boat came home last night without you." "Monsieur the colonel, you are too good to .
nd," quoth Roberts, "remember and be as good as thy word!" Good old Bishop Nicholson, it would seem, really liked his incorrigible Quaker n .