Out-doors at Idlewild: Or, The Shaping of a Home on the Banks of the Hudson |
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Page 471 - Renews the life of joy in happiest hours. It is a little thing to speak a phrase Of common comfort which by daily use Has almost lost its sense ; yet on the ear Of him who thought to die unmourned, 'twill fall Like choicest music...
Page 413 - These late eclipses in the sun and moon portend no good to us : though the wisdom of nature can reason it thus and thus, yet nature finds itself scourged by the sequent effects...
Page 439 - Little deeds of kindness Little words of love, Make our earth an Eden, • Like the heaven above.
Page 440 - Little deeds of kindness, Little words of love, Make our earth an Eden, Like the heaven above.
Page 42 - Wilt thou name," said the old Indian, " the red man who betrayed his tribe? I will ask thee three times." The mother answered not. "Wilt thou name the traitor? This is the second time." The poor mother looked at her husband, and then at her children, and stole a glance at Naoman, who sat smoking his pipe with invincible gravity. She wrung her hands and wept, but remained silent. " Wilt thou name the traitor ? 'Tis the third and last time.
Page 39 - ... other savage nation of the west. Three or four hundred yards from where the stream discharges itself into the Hudson, a white family of the name of Stacey, had established itself, in a log house, by tacit permission of the tribe, to whom Stacey had made himself useful by his skill in a variety of little arts highly estimated by the savages. In particular a friendship subsisted between him and an old indian called Naoman.
Page 515 - I HAVE always wished that there might be a rockspring upon my place. I could wish to have, back of the house some two hundred yards, a steep and treecovered height of broad, cold, and mossy rocks ; rocks that have seen trouble, and been upheaved by deep inward forces, and...
Page 41 - Stacey, who by this time had got some distance out into the stream. They gained on him so fast, that twice he dropped his paddle, and took up his gun. But his wife prevented his shooting, by telling him, that if he fired, and they were afterwards overtaken, they would meet no mercy from the Indians.
Page 42 - Woman, thou hast two tongues and two faces. Speak the truth, or thy children shall surely die.' The little boy and girl were then brought close to her, and the two savages stood over them, ready to execute their bloody orders. " ' Wilt thou name,' said the old Indian, ' the red man who betrayed his tribe? I will ask thee three times.' The mother answered not. ' Wilt thou name the traitor ? This is the second time.
Page 39 - Stacey's wife began to think strange of this, and related it to her husband, who advised her to urge the old man to an explanation, the next time he came. Accordingly, when he repeated his visit the day after, she was more importunate than usual. At last the old Indian said,