St. Nicholas: A Monthly Magazine for Boys and Girls, Volumen40Mary Mapes Dodge Scribner & Company, 1913 |
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Página 319 - My Friends: No one, not in my situation, can appreciate my feeling of sadness at this parting. To this place, and the kindness of these people, I owe everything. Here I have lived a quarter of a century, and have passed from a young to an old man. Here my children have been born, and one is buried. I now leave, not knowing when or whether ever I may return, with a task before me greater than that which rested upon Washington. Without the assistance of that Divine Being who ever attended him, I cannot...
Página 460 - I beg to present you as a Christmas gift the city of Savannah, with one hundred and fifty heavy guns and plenty of ammunition, and also about twenty-five thousand bales of cotton.
Página 460 - Great captains, with their guns and drums, Disturb our judgment for the hour, But at last silence comes; These all' are gone, and, standing like a tower, Our children shall behold his fame. The kindly-earnest, brave, foreseeing man, Sagacious, patient, dreading praise, not blame, New birth of our new soil, the first American.
Página 508 - I have no hostility to nature, but a child's love to it. I expand and live in the warm day like corn and melons. Let us speak her fair. I do not wish to fling stones at my beautiful mother, nor soil my gentle nest.
Página 218 - I've writ the foolish fancy of his brain ; The aimless jest that, striking, hath caused pain ; The idle word that he'd wish back again. " I've help'd him to pen many a line for bread ; To joke, with sorrow aching in his head ; And make your laughter when his own heart bled.
Página 318 - I have no prejudice against the Southern people. They are just what we would be in their situation. If slavery did not now exist among them, they would not introduce it. If it did now exist among us, we should not instantly give it up.
Página 218 - ... friends, that they become avaricious, and so forth. Avaricious ! fudge ! Boys contract habits of tart and toffee-eating, which they do not carry into after life. On the contrary, I wish I did like 'em. What raptures of pleasure one could have now for five shillings, if one could but pick it off the pastrycook's tray ! No. If you have any little friends at school, out with your half-crowns, my friend, and impart to those little ones the little fleeting joys of their age. Well, then.
Página 510 - My friends ! I know that this is not a tribute to an old man and his daughter returned to their house, but to the common blood of us all — one family — in Concord ! " So far, we have thought of Emerson almost entirely as an influence on others, and have forgotten what influence life itself had on him — Emerson, the minister, and yet not the minister, for he preached only three years.
Página 6 - Bless, O Lord, this food to our use, and us to Thy service, and make us ever mindful of the needs of others, in Jesus
Página 504 - Day to give them a holiday while he voted," knowing all the time he was a minor. " They liked to make him blush." When they got entirely beyond his control, he would send them to his mother's room for study. Here is part of a sympathetic letter written by him to a friend who was teaching : " How my heart bleeds for you! Better tug at the oar, dig the mine, or saw wood ; better sow hemp, or hang with it, than sow the seeds of instruction.