Twice-told Tales, Volume 1James R. Osgood, 1876 - Children's stories |
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... come ? What is his purpose ? Who can this old man be ? " whispered the wondering crowd . Meanwhile , the venerable stranger , staff in hand , was pursuing his solitary walk along the centre of the street . As he drew near the advancing ...
... come ? What is his purpose ? Who can this old man be ? " whispered the wondering crowd . Meanwhile , the venerable stranger , staff in hand , was pursuing his solitary walk along the centre of the street . As he drew near the advancing ...
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Nathaniel Hawthorne. His hour is Long , long may it be , ere he comes again ! one of darkness , and adversity , and peril . But should domestic tyranny oppress us , or the invader's step pol- lute our soil , still may the Gray Champion come ...
Nathaniel Hawthorne. His hour is Long , long may it be , ere he comes again ! one of darkness , and adversity , and peril . But should domestic tyranny oppress us , or the invader's step pol- lute our soil , still may the Gray Champion come ...
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... comes down the stone steps , one by one ; and there stands the steeple , glowing with fresh radiance , while the shades of twilight still hide themselves among the nooks of the adjacent buildings . Methinks , though the same sun ...
... comes down the stone steps , one by one ; and there stands the steeple , glowing with fresh radiance , while the shades of twilight still hide themselves among the nooks of the adjacent buildings . Methinks , though the same sun ...
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... comes round again , to let them forth . Might not , then , its more ap- propriate site be in the outskirts of the town , with space for old trees to wave around it , and throw their solemn shadows over a quiet green ? We will say more ...
... comes round again , to let them forth . Might not , then , its more ap- propriate site be in the outskirts of the town , with space for old trees to wave around it , and throw their solemn shadows over a quiet green ? We will say more ...
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... comes , a man of kindly , but sombre aspect , in dark gray clothes , and hair of the same mixture , — he comes and applies his key to the wide portal . Now my thoughts may go in among the dusty pews , or ascend the pulpit without ...
... comes , a man of kindly , but sombre aspect , in dark gray clothes , and hair of the same mixture , — he comes and applies his key to the wide portal . Now my thoughts may go in among the dusty pews , or ascend the pulpit without ...
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Page 155 - I cry aloud to all and sundry, in my plainest accents, and at the very tiptop of my voice. Here it is, gentlemen! Here is the good liquor!
Page 156 - Who next? Oh, my little friend, you are let loose from school, and come hither to scrub your blooming face, and drown the memory of certain taps of the ferule, and other schoolboy troubles, in a draught from the Town Pump.
Page 46 - Mr. Hooper had the reputation of a good preacher, but not an energetic one : he strove to win his people heavenward by mild, persuasive influences, rather than to drive them thither by the thunders of the Word. The sermon which he now delivered was marked by the same characteristics of style and manner as the general series of his pulpit oratory.
Page 19 - ... loftier mien, while the decrepitude of age seemed to fall from his shoulders, leaving him in gray but unbroken dignity. Now, he marched onward with a warrior's step, keeping time to the military music. Thus the aged form advanced on one side, and the whole parade of soldiers and magistrates on the other, till, when scarcely twenty yards remained between, the old man grasped his staff by the middle, and held it before him like a leader's truncheon. "Stand!
Page 46 - Hooper into the meeting-house, and set all the congregation astir. Few could refrain from twisting their heads towards the door ; many stood upright, and turned directly about ; while several little boys clambered upon the seats, and came down again with a terrible racket. There was a general bustle, a rustling of the women's gowns and shuffling of the men's feet, greatly at variance with that hushed repose which should attend the entrance of the minister.
Page 160 - ... finally monopolize the whole business of quenching thirst. Blessed consummation ! Then Poverty shall pass away from the land, finding no hovel so wretched, where her squalid form may shelter itself. Then, Disease, for lack of other victims, shall gnaw its own heart, and die.
Page 64 - ... feathery crest and wampum belt. Many of this strange company wore foolscaps, and had little bells appended to their garments, tinkling with a silvery sound, responsive to the inaudible music of their gleesome spirits. Some youths and maidens were of soberer garb, yet well maintained their places in the irregular throng, by the expression of wild revelry upon their features. Such were the colonists of Merry Mount, as they stood in the broad smile of sunset, round their venerated Maypole.
Page 44 - Another clergyman in New England, Mr. Joseph Moody, of York, Maine, who died about eighty years since, made himself remarkable by the same eccentricity that is here related of the Reverend Mr. Hooper. In his case, however, the symbol had a different import. In early life he had accidentally killed a beloved friend; and from that day till the hour of his own death, he hid his face from men. "Are you sure it is our parson?" inquired Goodman Gray of the sexton. "Of a certainty it is good Mr. Hooper,
Page 253 - There, in fact, stood the four glasses brimful of this wonderful water, the delicate spray of which, as it effervesced from the surface, resembled the tremulous glitter of diamonds. It was now so nearly sunset that the chamber had grown duskier than ever, but a mild and moonlike splendor gleamed from within the vase and rested alike on the four guests and on the doctor's venerable figure.
Page 158 - Look ! how rapidly they lower the watermark on the sides of the trough, till their capacious stomachs are moistened with a gallon or two apiece, and they can afford time to breathe it in, with sighs of calm enjoyment. Now they roll their quiet eyes around the brim of their monstrous drinking vessel. An ox is your true toper.