The Pictorial Sketch-book of Pennsylvania: Or, Its Scenery, Internal Improvements, Resources, and AgricultureW. White Smith, 1854 - 516 sider |
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Side 10
... wood engravers , in consequence of large orders from the Government . We were , therefore , in several instances , forced to employ artists of ordinary talent - though , upon the whole , we think the reader will find little to complain ...
... wood engravers , in consequence of large orders from the Government . We were , therefore , in several instances , forced to employ artists of ordinary talent - though , upon the whole , we think the reader will find little to complain ...
Side 12
... Wood , process of , 106 43 Conemaugh , scenery of the , 145-159 Alleghany Mountain range , origin and structure of the , Conemaugh Station , 155 149 Columbia , borough of 61 Alleghany bituminous coal trade , Cooking Fuel , process of ...
... Wood , process of , 106 43 Conemaugh , scenery of the , 145-159 Alleghany Mountain range , origin and structure of the , Conemaugh Station , 155 149 Columbia , borough of 61 Alleghany bituminous coal trade , Cooking Fuel , process of ...
Side 18
... wooden pipes . The quantity of water thus obtained was soon found to be entirely too small to supply the increasing demand , and the works were abandoned in 1815 , after nearly $ 700,000 had been spent upon them . In 1816 the works at ...
... wooden pipes . The quantity of water thus obtained was soon found to be entirely too small to supply the increasing demand , and the works were abandoned in 1815 , after nearly $ 700,000 had been spent upon them . In 1816 the works at ...
Side 31
... wood , " I exclaimed , " With a maid who was lovely to soul and to eye , Who would blush when I praised her , and weep if I blamed , How blest could I live , and how calm could I die ! " By the shade of yon sumach , whose red berry dips ...
... wood , " I exclaimed , " With a maid who was lovely to soul and to eye , Who would blush when I praised her , and weep if I blamed , How blest could I live , and how calm could I die ! " By the shade of yon sumach , whose red berry dips ...
Side 53
... wood , or formed into thin rods for ever - pointed pencils ; but great numbers of pencils of inferior quality are made of a mixture composed of black lead dust , intermixed with clay , and sometimes with lamp black , or sulphuret of ...
... wood , or formed into thin rods for ever - pointed pencils ; but great numbers of pencils of inferior quality are made of a mixture composed of black lead dust , intermixed with clay , and sometimes with lamp black , or sulphuret of ...
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a-lumbering afforded Alleghany Alleghany Mountains amount anthracite coal anthracite region axis banks basin beautiful beds bituminous coal boats branch canal Carbon cars cent coal region coal strata coal veins commenced connection Creek Davy lamp Delaware deposits distance district dollars eastern Easton erected Erie Erie Railroad exhibits extending fifty formation furnace Harrisburg hills hundred feet increase Indians iron Juniata Lancaster land Lehigh length limestone manufacture Mauch Chunk miles mineral mining Mount Carbon mountain navigation nearly Ohio operation pass Pennsylvania Pennsylvania Railroad Philadelphia Phoenixville Pittsburg population Port Clinton portion Pottsville pounds present probably quantity rail railway Reading Railroad Ridge river road rocks scene scenery Schuylkill Schuylkill county Schuylkill Haven side slope Stigmaria stream Susquehanna synclinal Tamaqua thirty thousand tion tons town trees twenty valley village western whole wild wood Wyoming York
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Side 97 - There runs not a drop of my blood in the veins of any living creature.
Side 43 - Happy the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire, Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire.
Side 295 - And by my side, in battle true, A thousand warriors drew the shaft? Ah ! there in desolation cold The desert serpent dwells alone, Where grass o'ergrows each mouldering bone, And stones themselves to ruin grown, Like me, are death-like old : Then seek we not their camp — for there The silence dwells of my despair.
Side 97 - I appeal to any white man to say, if ever he entered Logan's cabin hungry, and he gave him not meat; if ever he came cold and naked, and he clothed him not. During the course of the last long and bloody war, Logan remained idle in his cabin, an advocate for peace. Such was my love for the Whites, that my countrymen pointed as they passed, and said, ' Logan is the friend of white men.
Side 122 - Thou art the source and centre of all minds, Their only point of rest, eternal Word ! From thee departing, they are lost and rove At random, without honour, hope, or peace. From thee is all that soothes the life of man, His high endeavour, and his glad success, His strength to suffer, and his will to serve. But...
Side 173 - This was a whole day's work ; we next got it launched, then went on board of it and set off; but before we were half way over, we were jammed in the ice in such a manner that we expected every moment our raft to sink, and ourselves to perish.
Side 286 - And in the visions of romantic youth, What years of endless bliss are yet to flow ! But, mortal pleasure, what art thou in truth ? The torrent's smoothness, ere it dash below...
Side 43 - Thus let me live, unseen, unknown. Thus unlamented let me die, Steal from the world, and not a stone Tell where I lie.
Side 175 - I had four bullets through my coat, and two horses shot under me, yet escaped unhurt, though death was levelling my companions on every side of me...
Side 272 - Then, where of Indian hills the daylight takes His leave, how might you the flamingo see Disporting like a meteor on the lakes — And playful squirrel on his nut-grown tree : And every sound of life was full of glee, From merry mock-bird's song, or hum of men ; While hearkening, fearing nought their revelry, The wild deer arch'd his neck from glades, and then, Unhunted, sought his woods and wilderness again.