Meg McIntyre's Raffle and Other StoriesCopeland and Day, 1896 - 209 Seiten |
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Meg McIntyres Raffle and Other Stories: And Other Stories (Classic Reprint) Alvan F. Sanborn Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 2018 |
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
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Beliebte Passagen
Seite 142 - Cromwell, Cromwell, Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my king, he would not in mine age Have left me naked to mine enemies.
Seite 79 - Jesus himself stood in the midst of them, and saith unto them, Peace be unto you. — Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you : not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid. The Comforter . . even the Spirit of truth.— The fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace. — The Spirit itself beareth witness with our spirit, that we are the children of God. My presence shall go with thee, and I will give thee rest. And he said unto him, If...
Seite 80 - where two or three are gathered together in thy name, thou wilt be in the midst of them, and bless them.
Seite 64 - Zululand, relates the following story as nearly as possible in the words in which it was told him by a wellknown hunter in Zululand, Piet Hogg by name, now residing near Dundee on the Zulu border.
Seite 201 - Gawk is a genuine hobo, honestly proud of his profession, as genuine hoboes usually are. Judged by the standards of that profession, Gawk's orbit is circumscribed. Unlike the majority of his ilk, he makes no villegiature in the summer and no southern pilgrimages in the winter.
Seite 171 - His crucifiers drove nails into His hands and feet, and thrust a spear into His side, and pressed a crown of cruel thorns on His forehead till the blood trickled out from under them.