St. Nicholas, Volume 17, Part 2

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St. Nicholas Magazine, 1890
 

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Page 902 - I envy so much as the poet's. If your name is to live at all, it is so much more to have it live in people's hearts than only in their brains...
Page 902 - You have been warned against hiding your talent in a napkin ; but if your talent takes the form of a maple-key or an acorn, and your napkin is a shred of the apron that covers
Page 630 - Dixy" owned a large tract of land on Manhattan Island and a large number of slaves. The increase of the slaves and the increase of the abolition sentiment caused an emigration of the slaves to more thorough and...
Page 902 - WHEN we plant a tree, we are doing what we can to make our planet a more wholesome and happier dwelling place for those who come after us if not for ourselves. As you drop the seed, as you plant the sapling; your left hand hardly knows what your right hand is doing. But Nature knows, and in due time the Power that sees and works in secret will reward you openly.
Page 900 - EIGHTY years have passed, and more, Since under the brave old tree Our fathers gathered in arms, and swore They would follow the sign their banners bore, And fight till the land was free.
Page 899 - Little I ask ; my wants are few ; I only wish a hut of stone, (A very plain brown stone will do,) That I may call my own ; — And close at hand is such a one, In yonder street that fronts the sun. Plain food is quite enough for me; Three courses are as good as ten ; — If Nature can subsist on three, Thank Heaven for three. Amen! I always thought cold victual nice; — My choice would be vanilla-ice.
Page 895 - His heart was as great as the world, but there was no room in it to hold the memory of a wrong.
Page 751 - Booted and spurred, from mount and glen, The settlers rallied. But on he went Like an arrow shot from a bow, unspent, Down the long vale of the Otter to where The might of the waterfall thundered in air; Then across to the lake, six leagues and more, Where Hand's Cove lay in the bending shore. The goal was reached. He dropped to the ground In a deep ravine, without word or sound; And Sleep, the restorer, bade him rest Like a weary child, on the earth's brown breast.
Page 807 - Discourse. Govern the lips As they were palace doors, the King within ; Tranquil and fair and courteous be all words Which from that presence win.
Page 842 - No such thing ! Why should he make me wince ? If a Cat may look at a King A Kitten may look at a Prince...

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