Harper's Fourth Reader: In Two PartsAmerican Book Company, 1888 - 420 psl. |
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... took from the shelf of four - pound loaves the best one that she could find , and put it into the little boy's arms . 3. My friend Henry then first noticed the thin and thoughtful face of the little fellow . " Have you any money ...
... took from the shelf of four - pound loaves the best one that she could find , and put it into the little boy's arms . 3. My friend Henry then first noticed the thin and thoughtful face of the little fellow . " Have you any money ...
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... took the child , and with him the great loaf , into his arms , and I really believe he kissed them both . Meanwhile , the baker's wife , who did not dare to touch a cricket herself , had gone into the bakehouse . She persuaded her ...
... took the child , and with him the great loaf , into his arms , and I really believe he kissed them both . Meanwhile , the baker's wife , who did not dare to touch a cricket herself , had gone into the bakehouse . She persuaded her ...
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In Two Parts. cricket boy . She took the money and inclosed it with her bill , receipted , and a note saying that her son would one day be a joy and a pride to her . All these things they gave to the baker's boy , and told him to make ...
In Two Parts. cricket boy . She took the money and inclosed it with her bill , receipted , and a note saying that her son would one day be a joy and a pride to her . All these things they gave to the baker's boy , and told him to make ...
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... took his little boy , Diego , and went home to his native city ( Genoa ) , for he thought perhaps his townsmen would help him ; but they laughed at him instead . “ You say you can reach the Indies by sailing west ? " " Yes . " " You are ...
... took his little boy , Diego , and went home to his native city ( Genoa ) , for he thought perhaps his townsmen would help him ; but they laughed at him instead . “ You say you can reach the Indies by sailing west ? " " Yes . " " You are ...
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... took possession of the land , which he called San Salvador . The natives , filled with wonder at what they saw , gathered around . Some threw themselves into the water and swam out to the ships . Others brought bananas and yams and ...
... took possession of the land , which he called San Salvador . The natives , filled with wonder at what they saw , gathered around . Some threw themselves into the water and swam out to the ships . Others brought bananas and yams and ...
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animal answered Antonio Canova Apolda asked baker's wife Balboa beautiful began bird brave Bregenz bright Caldon Low called captain child Christopher Columbus Columbus Cynthia dark earth eyes father fell fire flowers giant gold gorilla grass Greenland grow Haiti hand Hatto head heard heart hill horse Indians island Jerry JOHN ESTEN COOKE kind king knew land laugh learned leaves Leif Ericsson LESSON light Little Jerry live look Lord Cornwallis lumbus morning mother mountains nest never night o'er old oaken bucket once peasant poor reached rich river rocks round sail sailors salt seen ship shore Smith soon Star-Spangled Banner steam stone stood story strange teakettle tell things Thor thought told trees turned vessel voyage watch waves wild wind wonderful woods WORDS young
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