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Page 50
... other hand , if I regard the question from the New Zealand point of view , I find
such broad features of resemblance , and so many connecting links that afford
irresistible evidence of a close botanical connection , that I cannot abandon the ...
... other hand , if I regard the question from the New Zealand point of view , I find
such broad features of resemblance , and so many connecting links that afford
irresistible evidence of a close botanical connection , that I cannot abandon the ...
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IT is no stirring record of knightly prowess , no thrilling narrative I of hand - to -
hand combat between mail - clad warriors , that we purpose to draw from the
obscurity of distant centuries . The War of the Wartburg is a bloodless war . The
cries of ...
IT is no stirring record of knightly prowess , no thrilling narrative I of hand - to -
hand combat between mail - clad warriors , that we purpose to draw from the
obscurity of distant centuries . The War of the Wartburg is a bloodless war . The
cries of ...
Page 69
... they are all swiftly and gently transported in one night from Hungary to
Eisenach , and safely deposited in a room of the inn kept by Heinrich Hellegreve ,
and situated near the St . George gate , on the left - hand side going out of the
town .
... they are all swiftly and gently transported in one night from Hungary to
Eisenach , and safely deposited in a room of the inn kept by Heinrich Hellegreve ,
and situated near the St . George gate , on the left - hand side going out of the
town .
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Sherwood Forest ran far into Yorkshire on the one hand , and on the other joined
the great woods of Lancashire . One forest alone , and that not in the wildest part
of Cumberland , extended , at the time of the Norman Conquest , from Carlisle ...
Sherwood Forest ran far into Yorkshire on the one hand , and on the other joined
the great woods of Lancashire . One forest alone , and that not in the wildest part
of Cumberland , extended , at the time of the Norman Conquest , from Carlisle ...
Page 96
Such an one must possess strong thews and sinews , an iron frame , a capability
of enduring cold and hunger equal to Catiline ' s , much readiness of resource ,
and quickness of eye and hand . He must learn to explore every hill - side in front
...
Such an one must possess strong thews and sinews , an iron frame , a capability
of enduring cold and hunger equal to Catiline ' s , much readiness of resource ,
and quickness of eye and hand . He must learn to explore every hill - side in front
...
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