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... Oliver'S DEATH . Bible talks - A change of plan - A " free lance " -The great petition - Brother's death . 356-367 CHAPTER IV . CONSERVATIVES AND LIBERALS . 368-374 President National W. C. T. U. - Mrs . Hayes ' Picture - Southern trip ...
... Oliver'S DEATH . Bible talks - A change of plan - A " free lance " -The great petition - Brother's death . 356-367 CHAPTER IV . CONSERVATIVES AND LIBERALS . 368-374 President National W. C. T. U. - Mrs . Hayes ' Picture - Southern trip ...
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... Oliver and sister Mary , who were ever ready to enter into her plans for pastime . They were very much to one another always . She was mentally precocious , but physically delicate beyond any other of my children . She was inventive and ...
... Oliver and sister Mary , who were ever ready to enter into her plans for pastime . They were very much to one another always . She was mentally precocious , but physically delicate beyond any other of my children . She was inventive and ...
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... Oliver's four years ' old period . At that date , we did not have family prayers , though I have no recollection of such a graceless time in our family history . When my parents took my brother to my mother's home , her father , who was ...
... Oliver's four years ' old period . At that date , we did not have family prayers , though I have no recollection of such a graceless time in our family history . When my parents took my brother to my mother's home , her father , who was ...
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... Oliver , twelve years old , another ; and my mother the third . In front of her , on father's writing - desk , sat my little sister and I , aged seven and four . The big Newfoundland dog , Fido , trotted behind this procession . When we ...
... Oliver , twelve years old , another ; and my mother the third . In front of her , on father's writing - desk , sat my little sister and I , aged seven and four . The big Newfoundland dog , Fido , trotted behind this procession . When we ...
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... Oliver brought us pretty pebbles with wave - ripples marked on them , and I threw them away , saying they " made me hear the roaring of that awful sea . " Once the horse that mother drove went down in the quicksand almost to the ears ...
... Oliver brought us pretty pebbles with wave - ripples marked on them , and I threw them away , saying they " made me hear the roaring of that awful sea . " Once the horse that mother drove went down in the quicksand almost to the ears ...
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Page 398 - ... fate and checks her tears. And she, the mother of thy boys. Though in her eye and faded cheek Is read the grief she will not speak, The memory of her buried Joys, And even she who gave thee birth, Will by their pilgrim-circled hearth Talk of thy doom without a sigh: For thou art freedom's now and fame's, One of the few, the immortal names, That were not born to die.
Page 15 - THE spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, — a shining frame, — Their great Original proclaim. The...
Page 635 - For he who fights and runs away May live to fight another day ; But he who is in battle slain Can never rise and fight again.
Page 398 - The heights by great men reached and kept Were not attained by sudden flight, But they, while their companions slept. Were toiling upward in the night.
Page 405 - He must remember that while he is a descendant of the past, he is a parent of the future ; and that his thoughts are as children born to him, which he may not carelessly let die.
Page 691 - And an immortal crown. 2 A cloud of witnesses around Hold thee in full survey : Forget the steps already trod, And onward urge thy way. 3...
Page 449 - tis weary; Round its staff 'tis drooping dreary; Furl it, fold it, it is best; For there's not a man to wave it, And there's not a sword to save it, And there's not one left to lave it In the blood which heroes gave it; And its foes now scorn and brave it; Furl it, hide it— let it rest!
Page 394 - New occasions teach new duties ; Time makes ancient good uncouth ; They must upward still, and onward, who would keep abreast of Truth ; Lo, before us gleam her camp-fires ! we ourselves must Pilgrims be, Launch our Mayflower, and steer boldly through the desperate winter sea, Nor attempt the Future's portal with the Past's blood-rusted key.
Page 32 - I would not enter on my list of friends (Though graced with polished manners and fine sense Yet wanting sensibility) the man Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm.
Page 15 - These, as they change, Almighty Father, these Are but the varied God.