Stories of Patriotism: A Patriotic Reader for the Intermediate GradesHoughton MIfflin Company, 1918 - 180 pagini |
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... gun- ner , who had turned so deadly sick that it was feared he would die , and for Edward Tilley , who lay in the bottom of the boat in a dead swoon , while his brother John crouched beside covered with John Howland's coat , which he ...
... gun- ner , who had turned so deadly sick that it was feared he would die , and for Edward Tilley , who lay in the bottom of the boat in a dead swoon , while his brother John crouched beside covered with John Howland's coat , which he ...
Pagina 33
... gun , Large as a log of maple , Upon a deuced little cart , A load for father's cattle . And every time they shoot it off , It takes a horn of powder , And makes a noise like father's gun , Only a nation louder . I went as nigh to one ...
... gun , Large as a log of maple , Upon a deuced little cart , A load for father's cattle . And every time they shoot it off , It takes a horn of powder , And makes a noise like father's gun , Only a nation louder . I went as nigh to one ...
Pagina 34
... gun , He kind of clapt his hand on ' t , And stuck a crooked stabbing iron Upon the little end on ' t . And there I see a pumpkin shell As big as mother's bason ; And every time they touched it off , They scampered like the nation . I ...
... gun , He kind of clapt his hand on ' t , And stuck a crooked stabbing iron Upon the little end on ' t . And there I see a pumpkin shell As big as mother's bason ; And every time they touched it off , They scampered like the nation . I ...
Pagina 36
... guns ; but they all knew that they set out to fight and perhaps to die . The colonial soldiers took with them wagons laden with spades and picks , but only a very scant supply of food . As the road they followed took them in front of ...
... guns ; but they all knew that they set out to fight and perhaps to die . The colonial soldiers took with them wagons laden with spades and picks , but only a very scant supply of food . As the road they followed took them in front of ...
Pagina 37
... guns might have worked havoc among the raw troops , for the earth - shaking noises were enough to frighten better - seasoned soldiers ; but Colonel Prescott's coolness gave confidence to his men . He deliberately exposed himself to the ...
... guns might have worked havoc among the raw troops , for the earth - shaking noises were enough to frighten better - seasoned soldiers ; but Colonel Prescott's coolness gave confidence to his men . He deliberately exposed himself to the ...
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Aaron Burr American army AUNT RUTH battle beat His rat-tat-too Betty blue boat Boston brave British Burr camp Captain cents cloth colonies colonists Commodore cried CYNTHIA CYNTHIA NOLAN death Dixie Land dogs Edward enemy England English eyes father fight fire flag Florence Nightingale France French friends Gentryville girl give guns Hale hand Harry Lauder hear heard heart Hetty Hill horse Indians JOHN ALDEN JULIUS King knew Lafayette learned Lincoln Little Athens little drummer beat Look LUCY FITCH PERKINS Mary Massasoit matchlock MIDSHIPMAN MILES STANDISH mother Nathan Hale never night NOLAN nurses officer patriotism Philip poor Priscilla redcoats river S. S. McClure School Edition SECOND MIDSHIPMAN ships snaphance soldiers song Squanto star-spangled banner stories tell thought to-day told took troops turned Washington watch words wounded young
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Pagina 87 - From wandering on a foreign strand ? If such there breathe, go, mark him well; For him no minstrel raptures swell ; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim, — Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonored, and unsung.
Pagina 23 - A little neglect may breed great mischief; for want of a nail the shoe was lost ; for want of a shoe the horse was lost ; and for want of a horse the rider was lost,' being overtaken and slain by the enemy ; all for want of a little care about a horse-shoe nail.
Pagina 131 - O'er the land of the free, and the home of the brave ? On the shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, now conceals, now discloses?
Pagina 87 - BREATHES there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand...
Pagina 133 - My native country, thee, Land of the noble free, Thy name I love ; I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills; My heart with rapture thrills Like that above.
Pagina 131 - Oh, say, can you see, by the dawn's early light, What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming ? Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight, O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming...
Pagina 21 - Second street, and asked for biscuit, intending such as we had in Boston ; but they, it seems, were not made in Philadelphia. Then I asked for a three-penny loaf, and was told they had none such.
Pagina 132 - Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just, And this be our motto: "In God is our trust...
Pagina 142 - God save our gracious King ! Long live our noble King! God save the King! Send him victorious, Happy and glorious, Long to reign over us ! God save the King!
Pagina 19 - My elder brothers were all put apprentices to different trades. I was put to the grammar school at eight years of age, my father intending to devote me, as the tithe of his sons, to the service of the Church.