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At about six in the morning of July 3, 1860, while I was watering
my petunias, and thinking of read more
At about six in the morning of July 3, 1860, while I was watering
my petunias, and thinking of nothing in particular, I perceived
coming towards me, a tall, beardless, fair-haired young fellow,
wearing a German cap and gold-rimmed spectacles.
According to the tapes, my father, then about as run-of-the-mill
as Joe Blow himself, didn't want to see the read more
According to the tapes, my father, then about as run-of-the-mill
as Joe Blow himself, didn't want to see the thing.
It was the first Tuesday in August. The Nebraska heat rolled in
upon one like the engulfing waves of read more
It was the first Tuesday in August. The Nebraska heat rolled in
upon one like the engulfing waves of a dry sea,--a thick material
substance against which one seemed to push when moving about.
To stretch his legs between consultations, Maclean escorted his
last patient to Baker Street station.
To stretch his legs between consultations, Maclean escorted his
last patient to Baker Street station.
In 1846 the prairie town of Oak River existed only in a settler's
dream.
In 1846 the prairie town of Oak River existed only in a settler's
dream.
"Christmas won't be Christmas without any presents," grumbled Jo,
lying on the rug.
"Christmas won't be Christmas without any presents," grumbled Jo,
lying on the rug.
The morning was as dark and cold as city snow could make it--a
dingy whirl at the window; a read more
The morning was as dark and cold as city snow could make it--a
dingy whirl at the window; a smoky gust through the fire-place; a
shadow black as a bear's cave under the table. Nothing in all
the cavernous room, loomed really warm or familiar except a glass
of stale water, and a vapid, half-eaten grape-fruit.
"Please, sir, is this Plumfield?" asked a ragged boy of the man
who opened the great gate at which read more
"Please, sir, is this Plumfield?" asked a ragged boy of the man
who opened the great gate at which the omnibus left him.
Christopher Carson, whose renown as Kit Carson has reached almost
every ear in the country was born in Madison read more
Christopher Carson, whose renown as Kit Carson has reached almost
every ear in the country was born in Madison county, Kentucky, on
the 24th of December, 1809.
