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Page 464 - LIFE'S TANGLED WEB. By ALICE GOSSIP. Author of " A Christmas Journey," Etc " The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together. " О what a tangled web we weave, When first we purpose to deceive !" CHAPTER XXII. CHANGE. " No letter to-day, Larkins ? " said Mildred. "Are you sure you posted my last two quite safely?
Page 279 - LIFE'S TANGLED WEB. By ALICE GOSSIP. Author of " A Christmas Journey," Etc " The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together." " О what a tangled web we weave, When first we purpose to deceive !
Page 58 - Place the patient on the back on a flat surface, inclined a little upwards from the feet ; raise and support the head and shoulders on a small firm cushion or folded article of dress, placed under the shoulder blades. Draw forward the patient's tongue, and keep it projecting beyond the lips.
Page 491 - There is a glorious city in the sea ; The sea is in the broad, the narrow streets, Ebbing and flowing ; and the salt sea-weed Clings to the marble of her palaces. No
Page 58 - them stretched upwards for two seconds. (By this means air is drawn into the lungs). Then turn down the patient's arms, and press them gently and firmly for two seconds against the sides of the chest. (By this means air is pressed out of the
Page 5 - VIOLENT DELIGHTS NOT LASTING. These violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die ; like fire and powder Which, as they kiss, consume. —Shakspeare.
Page 297 - Had it any been but she. Had it any been but she, And that very face, There had been at least ere this, A dozen in her place. —Suckling
Page 499 - SOWN IN INFAMY-REAPED IN FAME. By IOU " Oh, she was good as she was fair, None, none on earth above her ! As pure in thought as angels are, To know her was to love her. Her every gesture said ' rejoice !
Page 291 - MISFORTUNE. If misfortune comes, she brings along The bravest virtues. And so many great Illustrious spirits have conversed with woe, Have in her school been taught, as are enough To consecrate distress, and make ambition Even wish the frown beyond the smile of fortune. — Thomson.