Scribner's Magazine, 81 tomas

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Edward Livermore Burlingame, Robert Bridges, Alfred Sheppard Dashiell, Harlan Logan
Charles Scribners Sons, 1927

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277 psl. - THOUGH love repine, and reason chafe, There came a voice without reply, — • " 'Tis man's perdition to be safe, When for the truth he ought to die.
52 psl. - All honor to Jefferson — to the man who, in the concrete pressure of a struggle for national independence by a single people, had the coolness, forecast, and capacity to introduce into a merely revolutionary document an abstract truth, applicable to all men and all...
276 psl. - The word unto the prophet spoken Was writ on tables yet unbroken; The word by seers or sibyls told In groves of oak, or fanes of gold, Still floats upon the morning wind, Still whispers to the willing mind. One accent of the Holy Ghost The heedless world hath never lost.
471 psl. - That the Court shall not render any advisory opinion except publicly after due notice to all States adhering to the Court and to all interested States and after public hearing or opportunity for hearing given to any State concerned; nor shall 59.
355 psl. - In the fall the war was always there, but we did not go to it any more.
229 psl. - What are you going to kill Ole Andreson for? What did he ever do to you? " "He never had a chance to do anything to us. He never even seen us.
230 psl. - They were going to kill Ole Andreson," George said. "They were going to shoot him when he came in to eat.
276 psl. - ... Corstorphine Hill, with its trees and rocks, lay in the heart of this pure radiance, and there a wooden crane, used in the quarry below, was so placed as to assume the figure of a cross ; there it was, unmistakable, lifted up against the crystalline sky. All three gazed at it silently. As they gazed, he gave utterance in a tremulous, gentle, and rapid voice, to what all were feeling, in the word " CALVARY ! " The friends walked on in silence, and then turned to other things.
227 psl. - What do you want to eat, Al?" "I don't know," said Al. "I don't know what I want to eat." Outside it was getting dark. The street-light came on outside the window. The two men at the counter read the menu. From the other end of the counter Nick Adams watched them. He had been talking to George when they came in. "I'll have a roast pork tenderloin with apple sauce and mashed potatoes," the first man said. "It isn't ready yet.
392 psl. - York, and extracts from it republished in a Philadelphia paper, said to be from me to Mrs. Washington, not one word of which did I ever write. Those contained in the pamphlet you speak of are, I presume, equally genuine, and perhaps written by the same author...

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