United States or Jamaica ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
"Isn't this Theodore Brewster's place?" gasped Kate. "No," said the big woman, speaking for the first time. "This place belongs to us. We bought it from the Brewsters in the spring. They moved over to Black River Forks. Our name is Chapman." Poor Kate fell back on the pillow, quite overcome. "I I beg your pardon," she said. "I I thought the Brewsters lived here. Mrs. Brewster is a friend of mine.
Crow, the real murderer had been caught in the meantime. Mr. Barnes was guilty only of stealing judge Brewster's daughter and getting married to her. The last heard of them they were happy in New York. They even forgave Mr. Crow, it is reported.
The majority of these volumes was naturally upon divinity. We can also form an idea of a New England library at a somewhat earlier date, for the list of books in Elder Brewster's library has been preserved. They numbered four hundred. Of these books, sixty-two were in Latin and three hundred in English. There were forty-eight folios and one hundred and twenty-one octavos.
The little stub receipt books had been made to order for him and not only he but every person in his employ carried one everywhere. No matter how trivial the purchase, the person who received a dollar of Brewster's money signed a receipt for the amount.
The sight of the frost had broken poor Andrew Brewster's heart when he saw it, and reflected how it might have meant death to his little tender child out under the blighting fall of it, like a little house-flower. Ellen lay winking at it when Cynthia Lennox came into the room and leaned over her.
There was no other train that night, since the nine o'clock special ran only on Saturdays. Would it be possible for them to reach Hannah Brewster's house, two miles away, before the storm broke? Rilla thought she could do it alone easily enough, but with Jims it was another matter. Were his little legs good for it? "We've got to try it," said Rilla desperately.
The last jar of jam and applesauce was stormed, the two fattest pullets in the yard brought to the block, choice mince and pumpkin pies were propounded, three dollars were expended upon a citron cake such as Cape Cod had never seen before, and no less than a dozen bottles of Captain Zeke Brewster's double refined cider was got of Major Cook, the grocer.
Rodney's friend, Alvah Brigham, was to come to the Parker family for Thanksgiving; the dance was to be on Friday night, and a large picnic to Brewster's Woods on Saturday. They would take a lunch, build a fire for their coffee, and have the old school-day programme of singing and games. For the dance, the two big parlours and the back room must be cleared; that was simple enough.
The idea was that I might get hold of something in America " He got hold of Mr. Brewster's coat-button, and was again shaken off. "Between ourselves, I've never done anything much in England, and I fancy the family were getting a bit fed. At any rate, they sent me over here " Mr. Brewster disentangled himself for the third time.
Smith, in Brewster's Journal, 1829, records the case of a boy who at the age of four was well developed; at the age of six he was 4 feet 2 inches tall and weighed 74 pounds; his lower extremities were extremely short proportionally and his genitals were as well developed as those of an adult.
Word Of The Day