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Hannah Ann; A Sequel to a Little Girl in Old New York
Amanda Minnie Douglas
No preview available - 2016
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Page 62 - THE heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament sheweth his handywork. Day unto day uttereth speech, and night unto night sheweth knowledge. There is no speech nor language, where their voice is not heard. Their line is gone out through all the earth, and their words to the end of the world.
Page 133 - not always. But the boys threw stones at it." "Young ruffians! I hope they didn't hit it." "In the end they did, and sank it. I don't know what to do." " Never mind. If it's sunk, it's their own loss." "And then some of them took off their shoes and stockings and waded in to fetch it out. I do wish " " The lake's too shallow,
Page 166 - As he sat thus, thinking sadly of his dead love, he leaned his head against the high back of his chair and clearer visions came to him in the darkness. But no thought nor remembrance of the sleeping girl upstairs. As for Mary, she slept sweetly, with a soft smile, dreaming
Page 141 - The boys had their trousers rolled above their knees, and some of the girls took off their shoes and stockings and waded about in the wet, sedgy grass.
Page 194 - On thy fair bosom, silver lake, The white swan spreads her snowy sail,