An American Four-in-hand in BritainS. Low, Marston, Searle, & Rivington, 1883 - 338 psl. |
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... By thought supplied , or any interest Unborrowed from the eye . " It was during this pedestrian excursion that I an- nounced that some day , when my " ships came home , " I I should drive a party of my dearest friends from July.
... By thought supplied , or any interest Unborrowed from the eye . " It was during this pedestrian excursion that I an- nounced that some day , when my " ships came home , " I I should drive a party of my dearest friends from July.
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Andrew Carnegie. I should drive a party of my dearest friends from Brighton to Inverness . Black's " Adventures of a Phaeton " came not long after this to prove that another Scot had divined how idyllic the journey could be made . It was ...
Andrew Carnegie. I should drive a party of my dearest friends from Brighton to Inverness . Black's " Adventures of a Phaeton " came not long after this to prove that another Scot had divined how idyllic the journey could be made . It was ...
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... castles have ever been mere toys compared with the realities , for never did I dream , in my wildest days , that the intended drive through Embarkation . 9 Britain would assume the princely proportions of 8 Four - in - Hand in Britain .
... castles have ever been mere toys compared with the realities , for never did I dream , in my wildest days , that the intended drive through Embarkation . 9 Britain would assume the princely proportions of 8 Four - in - Hand in Britain .
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... drive up before him , the horses - four noble bays - champing the bits , their harness buckles glistening in the sun ; the coach spick and span new and as glossy as a mirror , with the coachman on the box and the footman behind ; and ...
... drive up before him , the horses - four noble bays - champing the bits , their harness buckles glistening in the sun ; the coach spick and span new and as glossy as a mirror , with the coachman on the box and the footman behind ; and ...
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... drive from the mind every thought of anything but the full and intense enjoyment of the present hour ; and this comes without thought . Forgetful of the past , regardless of the fu- ture , from morn till night , it is one uninterrupted ...
... drive from the mind every thought of anything but the full and intense enjoyment of the present hour ; and this comes without thought . Forgetful of the past , regardless of the fu- ture , from morn till night , it is one uninterrupted ...
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