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On one of those fine mornings which the month of June frequently affords us , a
little boy was busily employed in ... Though in general he found it very difficult to
rise early , yet this morning he got up soon , without being called ; so much was ...
On one of those fine mornings which the month of June frequently affords us , a
little boy was busily employed in ... Though in general he found it very difficult to
rise early , yet this morning he got up soon , without being called ; so much was ...
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Some time afterwards , on a Sunday morning , as the son was walking on the
quay , le discovered his benefactor , clasped his knees , and entreated him , as
bis guardian angel , as the preservei of a father and a family , to share the
happiness ...
Some time afterwards , on a Sunday morning , as the son was walking on the
quay , le discovered his benefactor , clasped his knees , and entreated him , as
bis guardian angel , as the preservei of a father and a family , to share the
happiness ...
Page 95
Accordingly , in the morning they set off , and the Indian led him out of the forest ,
and put him in the road he was to go : but just as they were taking leave , he
stepped before the planter , then turning round , and staring full io his face , bid
him ...
Accordingly , in the morning they set off , and the Indian led him out of the forest ,
and put him in the road he was to go : but just as they were taking leave , he
stepped before the planter , then turning round , and staring full io his face , bid
him ...
Page 182
Behold the student engaged in poring over the volumes of knowledge by his
midnight lamp , and stealing his hours of study even from the season of repose ;
behold the peasant , roused by the dawn of the morning to pursue his daily toils ...
Behold the student engaged in poring over the volumes of knowledge by his
midnight lamp , and stealing his hours of study even from the season of repose ;
behold the peasant , roused by the dawn of the morning to pursue his daily toils ...
Page 234
According as her labours rise , So her rewards increase : Her ways are ways of
pleasanıness , And all her paths are peace . A Morning in Spring . Lo ! the bright ,
the rosy morning , Calls me forth to take the air ; Cheerful spring , with smiles ...
According as her labours rise , So her rewards increase : Her ways are ways of
pleasanıness , And all her paths are peace . A Morning in Spring . Lo ! the bright ,
the rosy morning , Calls me forth to take the air ; Cheerful spring , with smiles ...
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Page 87 - There runs not a drop of my blood in the veins of any living creature. This called on me for revenge. I have sought it : I have killed many : I have fully glutted my vengeance. For my country I rejoice at the beams of peace. But do not harbor a thought that mine is the joy of fear.
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| Title | The Juvenile Mentor; Or, Select Readings ... |
| Author | Albert Picket |
| Publisher | Picket, 1825 |
| Original from | Princeton University |
| Digitized | 21 Mar 2008 |
| Length | 262 pages |
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