The Gilded Age, Part 1.

The Gilded Age, Part 1.

Language: English

Pages: 64

ISBN: B00846S6JE

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

The Gilded Age, Part 1.

Language: English

Pages: 64

ISBN: B00846S6JE

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


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meeting. Perhaps it was his entrance. No, Laura said. She heard that. It was later. She might have been nervous, but she fancied somebody was trying to get into the house. Mr. Brierly humorously suggested that it might be, as none of the members were occupied in night session. The Senator frowned, and said he did not like to hear that kind of newspaper slang. There might be burglars about. Laura said that very likely it was only her nervousness. But she thought she would feel safer if

arrived in a vessel from Cuba; that they looked like people from the Atlantic States; that the family name was Van Brunt and the child’s name Laura. This was all. The parents had not been seen since the explosion. The child’s manners were those of a little lady, and her clothes were daintier and finer than any Mrs. Hawkins had ever seen before. As the hours dragged on the child lost heart, and cried so piteously for her mother that it seemed to the Hawkinses that the moanings and the wailings of

poles: poles used to propel a boat by placing one end in the water, setting it on the river bottom, and then pushing against it to move the craft along the surface of the water. 3. Roederer: well-known, expensive brand of French champagne. CHAPTER 18 1. Beatrice Cenci: infamously tragic sixteenth-century woman immortalized in poetry and lore. She had her father murdered and was later found guilty of the crime and publicly executed. CHAPTER 20 1. Masons, of Odd Fellows . . . the Good

it was the wavering light of the candles, perhaps it was only the agony from a death of pain, but the repulsive black face seemed to wear a scowl that said, “Haven’t you yet done with the outcast, persecuted black man, but you must now haul him from his grave, and send even your women to dismember his body?” Who is this dead man, one of thousands who died yesterday, and will be dust anon, to protest that science shall not turn his worthless carcass to some account? Ruth could have had no such

morning before breakfast a dose of bitters, composed of whiskey and assafœtida, out of the acclimation jug. Jeff Thompson afterwards told Philip that he once asked Senator Atchison, then acting Vice-President of the United States, about the possibility of acclimation; he thought the opinion of the second officer of our great government would be valuable on this point. They were sitting together on a bench before a country tavern, in the free converse permitted by our democratic habits. “I

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