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... Girl The True use of Riches The reason why 65 The Insolvent Negro 70 The Mind of Man 79 To Young Ladies ib . The Soul 81 The Road to Happiness 86 Temptation 87 The White Horseman 92 The Biter Bit 93 The Oak of the Village 95 The Greek ...
... Girl The True use of Riches The reason why 65 The Insolvent Negro 70 The Mind of Man 79 To Young Ladies ib . The Soul 81 The Road to Happiness 86 Temptation 87 The White Horseman 92 The Biter Bit 93 The Oak of the Village 95 The Greek ...
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... girls should receive all their education at home and never were children that conferred more credit on their teachers . Mrs. Lovel was a plain good woman , of excellent practical sense , a notable seamstress , and a first rate housewife ...
... girls should receive all their education at home and never were children that conferred more credit on their teachers . Mrs. Lovel was a plain good woman , of excellent practical sense , a notable seamstress , and a first rate housewife ...
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... girl about four- teen , thin , pale , and seeming as if she suffered a great deal in order to look pretty . ' She sat , stood and moved , as if in constant pain from the tightness of her corsets , the smallness of her sleeve - holes ...
... girl about four- teen , thin , pale , and seeming as if she suffered a great deal in order to look pretty . ' She sat , stood and moved , as if in constant pain from the tightness of her corsets , the smallness of her sleeve - holes ...
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... girl might be not , no doubt Dr. Warren will order twenty - made , by the indulgence of an inordinate five more or something else that will answer the purpose . She is in very good hands - I am certain that in the morning we shall hear ...
... girl might be not , no doubt Dr. Warren will order twenty - made , by the indulgence of an inordinate five more or something else that will answer the purpose . She is in very good hands - I am certain that in the morning we shall hear ...
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... girl that dear Augusta tells heard meekly to inquire of the servant , if he me you think of inviting to pass the winter had not dropped his handkerchief in the hall , with you . ' The handkerchief was picked up , and he fi- nally ...
... girl that dear Augusta tells heard meekly to inquire of the servant , if he me you think of inviting to pass the winter had not dropped his handkerchief in the hall , with you . ' The handkerchief was picked up , and he fi- nally ...
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AMUSING MISCELLANY arms Augusta Aunt Rhoda beautiful bosom Brantley breath bright called Chase cheek child Choctaw Claverack cousin Darnley daughter dear death Dollars dress earth exclaimed eyes face father fear feel feet flowers free of postage gazed gentleman girl Grace hand happy heard heart heaven Henry Blair Hernanda Hinman hope hour HUDSON inst Isabel Kinderhook knew lady lips look Mantou marriage married mind Miss Frampton morning mother Mount Vernon Nahant never New-York night numbers of eight o'er Oakly Park Oceola pale passed person POETRY poor Pushmataha Quarto receive twelve copies remit replied returned RURAL REPOSITORY SATURDAY seemed sigh Singleton sister smile soon sorrow soul spirit Stanwood stood Suthgate sweet tears tell Texians thee thing thou thought tion Tudor voice wife woman words young youth
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Side 70 - The time would e'er be o'er, And I on thee should look my last, And thou shouldst smile no more! And still upon that face I look, And think 'twill smile again; And still the thought I will not brook, That I must look in vain. But when I speak — thou dost not say What thou ne'er...
Side 5 - Whatever argument may be drawn from particular examples, superficially viewed, a thorough examination of the subject will evince that the art of war is at once comprehensive and complicated ; that it demands much previous study; and that the possession of it, in its most improved and perfect state, is always of great moment to the security of a nation.
Side 118 - To leave nor track nor trace. And yet, with Him who counts the sands. And holds the waters in his hands, I know a lasting record stands, Inscribed against my name, Of all this mortal part has wrought; Of all this thinking soul has thought ; And from these fleeting moments caught For glory or for shame.
Side 115 - ... difficulty. I had not a farthing on earth, nor a friend to give me one : pen, ink, and paper, therefore, (in despite of the flippant remark of Lord Orford,) were, for the most part, as completely out of my reach, as a crown and sceptre. There was indeed a resource ; but the utmost caution and secrecy were necessary in applying to it. I beat out pieces of leather as smooth as possible and wrought my problems on them with a blunted awl: for the rest, my memory was tenacious, and I could multiply...
Side 133 - I do not know what I may appear to the world, but to myself I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the sea-shore, and diverting myself in now and then finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me.
Side 16 - The more we live, more brief appear Our life's succeeding stages : A day to childhood seems a year, And years like passing ages. The gladsome current of our youth, Ere passion yet disorders, Steals lingering like a river smooth Along its grassy borders. But as the care-worn cheek grows wan, And sorrow's shafts fly thicker, Ye Stars, that measure life to man, Why seem your courses quicker ? When joys have lost their bloom and breath And life itself is vapid, Why, as we reach the Falls of Death...
Side 118 - twill shortly be With every mark on earth from me ; A wave of dark oblivion's sea Will sweep across the place Where I have trod the sandy shore Of time, and been, to he no more ; Of me, my frame, the name I bore, To leave no track nor trace.
Side 70 - If thou wouldst stay e'en as thou art, All cold, and all serene, I still might press thy silent heart, And where thy smiles have been ! While e'en thy chill bleak corse I have, Thou seemest still mine own, But there I lay thee in thy grave — And I am now alone...
Side 70 - I still might press thy silent heart, and where thy smiles have been ! While e'en thy chill bleak corse I have, thou seemest still mine own ; But there, I lay thee in thy grave — and I am now alone ! I do not think, where'er thou art, thou hast forgotten me ; And I, perhaps, may soothe this heart, in thinking, too, of thee : Yet there was round thee such a dawn of light ne'er seen before, As Fancy never could have drawn, and never can restore 1 7o.—GO, FORGET MB.—lTo^s.
Side 5 - The institution of a military academy is also recommended by cogent reasons. However pacific the general policy of a nation may be, it ought never to be without an adequate stock of military knowledge for emergencies.