Harper's Fourth Reader: In Two PartsAmerican Book Company, 1888 - 420 psl. |
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... King of the Golden River . 45. The King of the Golden River . III . 46. From Shore to Shore II . 66 333 66 338 342 47. The Chieftainess and the Volcano C. M. Yonge . 344 48. The Three Hundred Spartans . 49. The Three Hundred Spartans ...
... King of the Golden River . 45. The King of the Golden River . III . 46. From Shore to Shore II . 66 333 66 338 342 47. The Chieftainess and the Volcano C. M. Yonge . 344 48. The Three Hundred Spartans . 49. The Three Hundred Spartans ...
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... king called Herjulf . The eldest son of Ierjulf , a brave sea captain named Biarni , was at that time sailing in dis- tant seas - whether for honest purposes of trade or for pil- lage , no one knows . When he returned to Iceland late in ...
... king called Herjulf . The eldest son of Ierjulf , a brave sea captain named Biarni , was at that time sailing in dis- tant seas - whether for honest purposes of trade or for pil- lage , no one knows . When he returned to Iceland late in ...
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... king , John of Portugal , and made it so plain that the earth was round and that India might be reached by sailing westward that the king almost believed it . But would there not be great glory and honor to the man who should make the ...
... king , John of Portugal , and made it so plain that the earth was round and that India might be reached by sailing westward that the king almost believed it . But would there not be great glory and honor to the man who should make the ...
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... king and queen , who were then at Cordova . 2. Leaving Diego at the convent , where he would be well cared for by good Father Perez , Columbus hastened to Cordova . But the king was just then at 50 FOURTH READER . 66 The Eagle and the Swan.
... king and queen , who were then at Cordova . 2. Leaving Diego at the convent , where he would be well cared for by good Father Perez , Columbus hastened to Cordova . But the king was just then at 50 FOURTH READER . 66 The Eagle and the Swan.
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... king . " Your project is certainly worth listening to , " said he . " I will ask the king to call the wise men of Spain together to look into the matter . " 4. And so a number of bishops and archbishops and learned doctors met at ...
... king . " Your project is certainly worth listening to , " said he . " I will ask the king to call the wise men of Spain together to look into the matter . " 4. And so a number of bishops and archbishops and learned doctors met at ...
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320 psl. - The golden ripple on the wall came back again, and nothing else stirred in the room. The old, old fashion! The fashion that came in with our first garments, and will last unchanged until our race has run its course, and the wide firmament is rolled up like a scroll.
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