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Page 281 - Earth," etc. Crown 8vo. 3s. cloth boards. Home in Humble Life. With frontispiece. Fcap. 8vo. 2s. cloth boards. A Peep behind the Scenes. By Mrs. WALTON, author of " Christie's Old Organ," " Little Dot,
Page 282 - Jessica's First Prayer," and other Readings for Working Men's Homes. With coloured Frontispiece of "The Snow Sweepers," by Sir JOHN GILBERT, and upwards of One Hundred large Engravings by BARNES, FRENCH, GILBERT, STAHTT.AWP, FILDES, and other eminent artists.
Page 129 - As I was going to St. Ives, I met a man with seven wives, Every wife had seven sacks, Every sack had seven cats, Every cat had seven kits — Kits, cats, sacks, and wives, How many were going to St. Ives?
Page 282 - Out of the Mouth of the Lion; Or, the Church in the Catacombs. By the Author of " Glaucia, the Greek Slave,
Page 256 - He governed men by their reason and their affections : they knew that he was incapable of caprice or tyranny, and they obeyed him with alacrity and joy, because he possessed their confidence as well as their love. " Our Nel," they used to say, " is as brave as a lion and as gentle as a lamb.
Page 143 - O'er Cornwall's cliffs the tempest roared High the screaming sea-mew soared; On Tintagel's topmost tower Darksome fell the sleety shower ; Round the rough castle shrilly sung The whirling blast, and wildly flung On each tall rampart's thundering side The surges of the tumbling tide ; When Arthur ranged his red-cross ranks On conscious Camlan's crimsoned banks : By Mordred's faithless guile decreed Beneath a Saxon spear to bleed...
Page 282 - The Natural History ScrapBook. With large Engravings by the best Artists, and descriptive Letterpress. In Two Parts. Imperial oblong 8vo.
Page 281 - Saved at Sea. A Lighthouse Story. By Mrs. OF Walton, author of r" Peep behind the Scenes,
Page 171 - Royal National Institution for the Preservation of Life from Shipwreck," which included in its active membership scions of the nobility, gentry, and merchants of the kingdom.