| Benjamin Dudley Emerson - 1833 - 176 páginas
...young face bright with conscious love of truth, he bravely cried out, " I can't tell a lie, father; you know, I can't tell a lie. I did cut it with my hatchet." " Come to my arms, you dearest boy !" cried his father, in transports; "come to my arms!... | |
| Joseph Belcher - 1834 - 590 páginas
...victory over the temptation which came upon him to deceive, he cried out, " I can't tell a lie, father ; you know I can't tell a lie. I did cut it with my hatchet." This was a noble confession. Mr. Washington felt a thrill of joy running through all his... | |
| Joshua Leavitt - 1836 - 164 páginas
...know who killed that beautiful little cherry tree yonder in the garden ? 144 he bravely cried out, " I can't tell a lie, Pa ; you know I can't tell a lie. / did it with my little hatchet." 10. " Run to my arms, my dearest boy," said his father ; " you have... | |
| William Holmes McGuffey - 1836 - 180 páginas
...young face bright with conscious love of truth, he bravely cried out, "I can't tell a lie, father ; you know, I can't tell a lie. I did cut it with my hatchet" 11. "Come to my arms, my dearest boy!" cried his father, in transports; "come to my arms !... | |
| Mason Locke Weems - 1837 - 246 páginas
...face of youth brightened with the inexpressible charm of all-conquering truth, he bravely cried out, " I can't tell a lie, Pa ; you know I can't tell a lie. I did cut it with my hatchet."—Run to my arms, you dearest boy, cried his father in transports, run to my arms ; glad... | |
| Jacob Abbot Cummings - 1838 - 180 páginas
...father, with the sweet face of youth, brightened with the charm of honesty, he bravely cried out, " I can't tell a lie, Pa ; you know I can't tell a lie. I did it with my little hatchet." " Run to my arms, my dearest boy," said his father ; " you have paid me... | |
| Mason Locke Weems - 1840 - 256 páginas
...face of youth brightened with the inexpressible charm of allconquering truth, he bravely cried out, " I can't tell a lie, Pa ; you know I can't tell a lie. 1 did cut it with my hatchet." — Run to my arms, you dearest boy, cried his father in transports,... | |
| Esther Copley, afterwards COPLEY HEWLETT (Esther) - 1841 - 248 páginas
...garden ?' The child hesitated for a moment, and then nobly replied, ' I can't tell a lie, papa;— you know I can't tell a lie. I did cut it with my hatchet.'— ' Run to my arms, my boy !' exclaimed his father,' run to my arms! Glad am I, George,... | |
| 1844 - 400 páginas
...little cherry tree yonder in the garden ? " The child hesitated for a moment, and then nobly replied, " I can't tell a lie, pa; you know I can't tell a lie; I did cut it with my hatchet." " Run to my arms, my boy," exclaimed his father, " run to my arms; glad am I, George, that... | |
| John Frost - 1847 - 602 páginas
...face of youth brightened with the inexpressible charm of all-conquering truth, he bravely cried out, 'I can't tell a lie, pa, you know I can't tell a lie ; I cut it with my hatchet.' 'Run to my arms, my dearest boy,' cried the delighted father, 'run to my arms.... | |
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