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Page 4 - The breaking waves dashed high On a stern and rock-bound coast, And the woods against a stormy sky Their giant branches tossed; And the heavy night hung dark The hills and waters o'er, When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore.
Page 287 - On that day when our heroes lay low, I fought by their side, and thought ere I died, Just vengeance to take on the foe — the foe — Just vengeance to take on the foe. "On that day when our chieftains lay dead — lay dead — On that day when our chieftains lay dead, I fought hand to hand, at the head of my band, And here, on my breast, have I bled — have I bled — And here, on my breast, have I bled.
Page 283 - ... and they become hard as stone. The tread of my foot makes soft things hard — and my power is boundless." The young man, feeling .every moment...
Page 12 - ... of civilization, and inestimable benefits of the Christian religion. This has been the choicest, dearest spot to the unfortunate Indian, and now is the pride of the white man. Like other villages of the west, its transition from the savage to a civilized state has been as sudden as its prospects are now flattering. Who would have believed, to have visited this place two years since, when it was only inhabited by a few families, most of whom were of French origin, a people so eminent for exploring...
Page 359 - Triune, it had a brisk skirmish, with a loss of two killed and three wounded. Marching to Triune on the 6th, it remained at that point until the advance of the army from Murfreesboro', when it moved forward with the cavalry division to which it was attached. On the 23d it was engaged at Hover.
Page 289 - In the region of lakes where the blue waters sleep, Our beautiful fabric was built; Light cedar supported its weight on the deep, And its sides with the sun-beams were gilt. The bright leafy bark of the betula* tree, A flexible sheathing provides; And the fir's thready roots drew the parts to agree, And bound down its high-swelling sides.
Page 283 - ... a level with the most distinguished of her sex. As it is she is a prodigy. As a wife she is devoted to her husband, as a mother tender and affectionate, as a friend faithful. She manages her domestic concerns in a way that might afford lessons to the better instructed. They are rarely exceeded anywhere, whilst she vies with her generous husband in his hospitality to strangers. She understands but will not speak English. As to influence, there is no chief in the Chippewa nation who exercises it,...
Page 23 - ... faces had so changed that one could hardly recognize his acquaintances; and it was taken as an insult for one to speak of land operations. But we were so deep in the woods that we did not seem to realize, for some time, the great change that had come over the rest of the world. Among the Grand Rapids enterprises, a steamboat had been bought at Toledo to run on the Grand River.
Page 217 - I am an aged hemlock. The winds of an hundred winters have whistled through my branches ; I am dead at the top. The generation to which I belonged have run away and left me : why I live the Great Good Spirit only knows. Pray to my Jesus that I may have patience to wait for my appointed time to die.
Page 284 - and here, behold my head; see it crowned with flowers.; and my cheeks, how they bloom — come near and touch me.' 'Thou,' exclaimed the young man, 'art Winter!

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