The Pioneers, Or, The Sources of the Susquehanna: A Descriptive TaleInternational Book Company, 1880 - 505 pagina's |
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ANDRÉ THEURIET appeared Benjamin Bess Billy Kirby buck Bumppo called canoe Chingachgook companion composite order countenance cousin creater cried d'ye dark daughter deer Delaware Dickon dogs Doolittle door duke dwelling Edwards Effingham Elizabeth Elnathan exclaimed eyes face father feelings feet fire forest gentleman Grant hand Hawk-eye head heard hills Hiram horses Indian interrupted John Jones Jotham Judge Temple lady lake laugh Leather-stocking light Lippet logs look Louisa Major Hartmann manner Marmaduke master constable matter Miss Temple Mohegan Monsieur mountain Natty Natty Bumppo never night Oliver Oliver Edwards Otsego party paused pine reply returned Richard Richard Jones rifle seated seemed seen Sheriff shoot shot side silence sleigh smile snow soon spot Squire steward stood there's thing thou thought trees turkey turned venison village voice wood-chopper woods young hunter youth
Populaire passages
Pagina 155 - But I say unto you, love your enemies ; bless them that curse you ; do good to them that hate you ; pray for them that despitefully use you and persecute you.
Pagina 342 - So rapid and vigorous were the bounds of the inhabitant of the forest, that its active frame seemed constantly in the air, while the dog nobly faced his foe, at each successive leap. When the panther lighted on the shoulders of the mastiff, which was its constant aim, old Brave, though torn with her talons...
Pagina 159 - That it may please thee to forgive our enemies, persecutors, and slanderers, and to turn their hearts; We beseech thee to hear us, good Lord.
Pagina 78 - Of ill-shap'd fishes ; and about his shelves A beggarly account of empty boxes, Green earthen pots, bladders, and musty seeds, Remnants of packthread, and old cakes of roses, Were thinly scatter'd to make up a show.
Pagina 18 - In short, the whole district is hourly exhibiting how much can be done, in even a rugged country, and with a severe climate, under the dominion of mild laws, and where every man feels a direct interest in the prosperity of a commonwealth of which he knows himself to form a part.
Pagina 223 - Poor wretch, the mother that him bare, If she had been in presence there, In his wan face and sunburnt hair She had not known her child.
Pagina 19 - Within the short period we have mentioned, the population has spread itself over five degrees of latitude and seven of longitude, and has swelled to a million and a half of inhabitants,' who are maintained in abundance, and can look forward to ages before the evil day must arrive, when their possessions shall become unequal to their wants.
Pagina 32 - All places that the eye of heaven visits Are to a wise man ports and happy havens. Teach thy necessity to reason thus ; There is no virtue like necessity.
Pagina 341 - ... or to add to their bouquets, the mastiff would lay his huge frame on the ground, and await their movements, with his eyes closed, and a listlessness in his air that ill accorded with the character of a protector. But when, aroused by this cry from Louisa, Miss Temple turned, she saw the dog with his eyes keenly set on some distant object, his head bent near the ground, and his hair actually rising on his body, through fright or anger.
Pagina 344 - ... broad feet. Miss Temple did not, or could not move. Her hands were clasped in the attitude of prayer ; but her eyes were still drawn to her terrible enemy ; her cheeks were blanched to the whiteness of marble, and her lips were slightly separated with horror. The moment seemed now to have arrived for the fatal termination; and the beautiful figure of Elizabeth was bowing meekly to the stroke, when a rustling of leaves from behind seemed rather to mock the organs than to meet her ears. "Hist!...