A New England ReaderVan Wyck Brooks New England literature from William Bradford to the poems of Robert Lowell. |
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... Louisa had a damask napkin on her tea - tray , where were arranged a cut - glass tumbler full of teaspoons , a silver cream - pitcher , a china sugar - bowl , and one pink china cup and saucer . Louisa used china every day - something ...
... Louisa had a damask napkin on her tea - tray , where were arranged a cut - glass tumbler full of teaspoons , a silver cream - pitcher , a china sugar - bowl , and one pink china cup and saucer . Louisa used china every day - something ...
Page 323
... Louisa kept eying them with mild uneasiness . Finally she rose and changed the position of the books , putting the album underneath . That was the way they had been arranged in the first place . Dagget gave an awkward little laugh ...
... Louisa kept eying them with mild uneasiness . Finally she rose and changed the position of the books , putting the album underneath . That was the way they had been arranged in the first place . Dagget gave an awkward little laugh ...
Page 327
... Louisa's brother , to whom the dog had belonged , had built him his little kennel and tied him up . It was now fourteen years since , in a flood of youthful spirits , he had inflicted that memorable bite , and with the exception of ...
... Louisa's brother , to whom the dog had belonged , had built him his little kennel and tied him up . It was now fourteen years since , in a flood of youthful spirits , he had inflicted that memorable bite , and with the exception of ...
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The Landing of the Pilgrims | 3 |
To My Dear and Loving Husband | 9 |
A Confession | 16 |
Copyright | |
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