St. Nicholas, Volume 50Mary Mapes Dodge Scribner & Company, 1923 - Children's literature |
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Page 678
... never stopped for a second tapping away at the branch , feeding as he ran . Finally , the red - squirrel went back to his house and stayed there , while the nut- hatch tapped in triumph around the en- trance , regardless of muffled ...
... never stopped for a second tapping away at the branch , feeding as he ran . Finally , the red - squirrel went back to his house and stayed there , while the nut- hatch tapped in triumph around the en- trance , regardless of muffled ...
Page 682
... never appeared at all . As time went on , however , it seemed to Puck that she no longer fled away as fast as she had at first . At last there came a morning when Puck sat in the early spring sunshine on a limb close to his home ...
... never appeared at all . As time went on , however , it seemed to Puck that she no longer fled away as fast as she had at first . At last there came a morning when Puck sat in the early spring sunshine on a limb close to his home ...
Page 692
... never saw one like it . If your people ever want to sell it , come to me first . " " Oh , we could n't ! " cried Nicolai . He looked so miserable that the officer patted him on the shoulder . It was a very thin shoulder . " Here , Ross ...
... never saw one like it . If your people ever want to sell it , come to me first . " " Oh , we could n't ! " cried Nicolai . He looked so miserable that the officer patted him on the shoulder . It was a very thin shoulder . " Here , Ross ...
Page 696
... never there in winter or fall , as it happens , so that it seems to me , looking back , to have been spring or summer continually in that garden . A great many persons came up that way , year in and year out . For the little old lady ...
... never there in winter or fall , as it happens , so that it seems to me , looking back , to have been spring or summer continually in that garden . A great many persons came up that way , year in and year out . For the little old lady ...
Page 698
... never experience the untellable de- lights of camping out , of fishing , of studying nature herself at close range in the fields and woods . Lots of people seem to be afraid of letting themselves get close to the out - of- doors . If ...
... never experience the untellable de- lights of camping out , of fishing , of studying nature herself at close range in the fields and woods . Lots of people seem to be afraid of letting themselves get close to the out - of- doors . If ...
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Page 913 - Woods ! that listen to the night-birds singing, . Midway the smooth and perilous slope reclined, Save when your own imperious branches swinging, Have made a solemn music of the wind ! Where, like a man beloved of God, Through glooms, which never woodman trod...
Page 774 - May May shall make the world anew ; Golden sun and silver dew, Money minted in the sky, Shall the earth's new garments buy. May shall make the orchards bloom; And the blossoms' fine perfume Shall set all the honey-bees Murmuring among the trees. May shall make the bud appear Like a jewel, crystal clear, 'Mid the leaves upon the limb Where the robin lilts his hymn. May shall make the wild flowers tell Where the shining snowflakes fell ; Just as though each snowflake's heart, By some secret, magic...
Page 927 - Madison), who went to school wearing "a white linen mask to keep every ray o'f sunshine from the complexion, a sunbonnet sewed on her head every morning by her careful mother, and long gloves covering the hands and arms.
Page 943 - There was a rustling that seemed like a bustling Of merry crowds justling at pitching and hustling, Small feet were pattering, wooden shoes clattering, Little hands clapping and little tongues chattering, And, like fowls in a farm-yard when barley is scattering, Out came the children running. All the little boys and girls, With rosy cheeks and flaxen curls, And sparkling eyes and teeth like pearls, Tripping and skipping, ran merrily after The wonderful music with shouting and laughter.
Page 928 - Dear friend, thou must come to me. Aaron Burr says that the ' great little Madison ' has asked to be brought to see me this evening.
Page 1239 - This letter was addressed to him by the title of " Don Christopher Columbus, our admiral of the ocean sea, and viceroy and governor of the islands discovered in the Indies;" at the same time he was promised still further rewards.
Page 928 - I would not give up my own retirement for the empire of the universe, how I can justify wishing one whose happiness I have so much at heart as yours, to take the front of the battle which is fighting for my security. This would be easy enough to be done, but not at the heel of a lengthy epistle.
Page 927 - ... mentally, and he never held up his head again, taking to his room, which he left only to be carried to his last resting-place. All this while the pretty Dolly was growing in grace and stature, winning hearts from old and young by the peculiar charm of manner for which she afterwards became noted. A tall, slight girl of nineteen, with a delicately oval face, and wellformed, if not perfect, features ; a complexion dazzlingly fair, contrasted with very black hair ; and blue eyes that gazed at you...
Page 927 - While we stood, Mrs. Madison entered — a tall, portly, elegant lady, with a turban on her head and a book in her hand. She advanced straight to me, and, extending her left hand, said : ' Are you William Campbell Preston, the son of my old friend and most beloved kinswoman, Sally Campbell?
Page 1230 - Alone, yet not alone am I, Though in this solitude so drear; I feel my Saviour always nigh, He comes the weary hour to cheer, I am with him, and he with me, — E'en here, alone I cannot be !' " The Colonel desired her to sing the hymn as she used to do.