... being removed from the stand, wreathed it over with green. Then I mounted the steps to garnish the old mirror between the windows, and as much as possible to hide its unsightly frame. I was singing now with all my heart, and Jean's sweet little voice... Kathie Brande, by Holme Lee - Página 162por Harriet Parr - 1860Visualização integral - Acerca deste livro
| Holme Lee - 1857 - 352 páginas
...her little Kathie would make herself friends. Jean and I then threw off our bonnets and cloaks,'and, having summoned Ann to bring the steps, proceeded...down with an exclamation of pleasure, and, in the inexpressible joy of the moment, he caught me in his arms and kissed me. This was quite presentation... | |
| Holme Lee - 1857 - 332 páginas
...book-case, filled the chimney-glasses with sprays begemmed with scarlet berries, and, the bare fl&wers being removed from the stand, wreathed it over with...down with an exclamation of pleasure, and, in the inexpressible joy of the moment, he caught me in his arms and kissed me. This was quite presentation... | |
| 1861 - 576 páginas
...before the fire musing. - One night, towards the middle of the week, he was sitting thus before the fire when the door opened, and some one came in ; thinking it was the servant, he did not look round ; but, when the supposed servant came up to the fire-place and stood... | |
| Henry Kingsley - 1862 - 458 páginas
...before the fire musing. One night, towards the middle of the week, he was sitting thus before the fire when the door opened, and some one came in ; thinking it was the servant, he did not look round ; but, when the supposed servant came up to the fireplace and stood... | |
| Henry Kingsley - 1862 - 372 páginas
...before the fire musing. One night, towards the middle of the week, he was sitting thus before the fire when the door opened, and some one came in; thinking it was the servant, he did not look round; but, when the supposed servant came up to the fire-place and stood... | |
| Henry Kingsley - 1862 - 328 páginas
...before the fire musing. One night, towards the middle of the week, he was sitting thus before the fire when the door opened, and some one came in; thinking it was the servant, he did not look round ; but, when the supposed servant came up to the fire-place and stood... | |
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