The Welcome Visitor, Or, The Good Uncle: Being a Collection of Original Stories, Containing Several Well-authenticated Anecdotes, Displaying Striking Traits of Virtue and Heroism in Early Life

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Harris and Son, 1820 - Children - 176 pages
 

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Page 157 - In a room next to mine, which had been empty for a long time, there was upon a window a box full of earth, two feet deep, and fit to keep flowers in.
Page 88 - He tried first going a little to the left, and then a little to the right...
Page 162 - There is a straight hole in every ant's nest, about half an inch deep, and then it goes down sloping into a place where they have their magazine, which I take to be a different place from that where they rest and eat. For it is highly improbable that an ant, which is a very cleanly insect, and throws out of her nest all the small remains of the corn on which she feeds, as I have observed a thousand times, would fill up her...
Page 148 - They proved to be a she bear, and her two cubs ; but the cubs were nearly as large as the dam. They ran eagerly to the fire, and drew out from the flames part of the flesh of the sea-horse, that remained unconsumed, and ate it voraciously.
Page 92 - ... that a robber would not want to make himself heard ; and as he was sure it was much more likely to be some of his father's servants sent out in search of him, he immediately hallooed in return as loud as he possibly could. But poor William had the disappointment of hearing the sound of the voices grow fainter and fainter, till at last they died away in the distance, and he could distinguish them no longer. " As he now gave up all hope, and was almost worn...
Page 151 - She went off a second time as before ; and, having crawled a few paces, looked again behind her, and for some time stood moaning. But still her cubs not rising to follow her, she returned to them again; and, with signs of inexpressible fondness, went round pawing them and moaning.
Page 150 - Though she was sorely wounded, and could but just crawl to the place where they lay, she carried the lump of flesh she had fetched away, as she had done...
Page 141 - ... of their own deserted little mansion ! The sun was shining upon the lattice windows, the vines were hanging in clusters round them, the flowers were blowing, and the birds were singing just as they used to do. " Oh," said Annot, bursting into tears, " this is only a dream, I am sure it is only a dream, but I wish I could never wake !"
Page 138 - N 3 this feeling, in the enthusiasm of childhood. " When he knows how very ill my poor mother is," said she to herself, " I know he will come to her ;" and she immediately knocked at the door with all the little strength she could muster. Surely it was a kind Providence that had prepared the heart of this good man to listen to poor Annot's simple tale...

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