Phemie Millar, by the author of 'The Kinnears'.1854 |
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... pictures . " Patrick shifted his footing , and did not look flattered by the frank proposal , but he strove by a manful effort to make the best of it . " Come away then , my mother will be proud to see you . ' Then there was a drawing ...
... pictures . " Patrick shifted his footing , and did not look flattered by the frank proposal , but he strove by a manful effort to make the best of it . " Come away then , my mother will be proud to see you . ' Then there was a drawing ...
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... pictures ; I don't care , although all Craiginch were wit- nesses to the action ! " Phemie Millar main- tained , vehemently , only to be more scorned by her companions , and to feel with a sudden compunctious regard for the whole truth ...
... pictures ; I don't care , although all Craiginch were wit- nesses to the action ! " Phemie Millar main- tained , vehemently , only to be more scorned by her companions , and to feel with a sudden compunctious regard for the whole truth ...
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... picture of Jessie highly ; but she would never sit , unless there was somebody with her to make her behave , and I cannot get into the town so often . I am much obliged to you , Mr. Hay , but I am afraid , although Jessie is to be in ...
... picture of Jessie highly ; but she would never sit , unless there was somebody with her to make her behave , and I cannot get into the town so often . I am much obliged to you , Mr. Hay , but I am afraid , although Jessie is to be in ...
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... picture had , of course , fallen to the ground ; and the child , harping in vain on the unpleasant theme , began to weary her heart out to return home - Jessie's cheerful country home , with its wealth of pets , in calves , lambs , and ...
... picture had , of course , fallen to the ground ; and the child , harping in vain on the unpleasant theme , began to weary her heart out to return home - Jessie's cheerful country home , with its wealth of pets , in calves , lambs , and ...
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... picture books , from which to make her choice of a private pos- session , and farther consigned her to a wild haired girl of ten , a deputy of the mistress of the establishment , who relieved from one engagement to another call upon her ...
... picture books , from which to make her choice of a private pos- session , and farther consigned her to a wild haired girl of ten , a deputy of the mistress of the establishment , who relieved from one engagement to another call upon her ...
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