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Page 91 - Wives, submit yourselves unto your own husbands, as unto the Lord. For the husband is the head of the wife, even as Christ is the head of the church : and he is the saviour of the body. Therefore as the church is subject unto Christ, so let the wives be to their own husbands in every thing.
Page 261 - ... would become a large political factor. I do not think we would want it. We have practically a million of men in our employ to-day, nearly all voters. It has never been a great success where they tried it. They tried it in Canada and gave it up. They had a road and it went to seed. Nor do I understand where you are going to get the money to pay for them.
Page 163 - What is there that I would not be For your dear sake? What change of mind or heart Would I not make in any, every part If love but say, 'This he desires of thee'?
Page 108 - One of the results of the decrease in importance of the Municipal Council in the United States was the loss by the cities of local autonomy.
Page 265 - I'm not likely to forget, Alice." At the sound of his wife's name Rombarra turned his head sharply toward them with an intense and significant gesture. The child began to run about over the flowers, trampling them with her little feet. When she passed Behrens she threw back her head and looked up at him with a defiant and challenging gaze. Behrens muttered: "Why do you stay with him? Why do you bear it?
Page 257 - I always say," she added sentimentally, "that a room full of pictures is a room full of thoughts.
Page 110 - He has the limitations of his kind," her loyal soul was reluctantly admitting. "Who ever heard of any really great work being done by one of these Pennsylvania Germans?
Page 64 - Sallie, looking grim, dried her hands on her apron and left the room. In a moment she returned with a large wash-basket full of clothes. "Here 's the week'smendin