The Song of the Cardinal by Gene Stratton-Porter IN LOVING TRIBUTE TO THE MEMORY OF MY FATHER MA...
2011-11-22
breeze that fanned her cheek was laden with subtle perfume of pollen and the crisp fresh odour of u...
when age should have developed him, and experience awakened his emotions. He was an excellent music...
redbird of late? He's changed to a new tune, an' this time I'm completely stalled. I can't for the ...
subtle odour was the commingling of myriads of unfolding leaves and crisp plants, upspringing; its ...
had expected results. Only that morning he had swelled with pride as he heard Mrs. Jay tell her qua...
kinder warms the cockles o' my heart all up, an' every skip you take sets me a-wantin' to be jumpin...
his address. It was a beautiful morning, though rather warm, and just after the break-up of the dro...
to pour in the powder, stick the fuse in through the neck, and cork and seal it with bees'-wax. He ...
`Yes; the Boss did. The little ones were buried on the Lachlan river at first; but the Boss got a h...
It was awful embarrassing. It must have made him awkward to deal with in a fight. `"Good day, mate...
of Joe Matthews, M.C., -- `Take yer partners! Hurry up! Take yer partners! They've got Johnny Mears...
would have minded -- he'd knocked round too much in the Australian Bush to mind anything much, or t...
in connection with Mrs Myers, till at last one night, at the end of his contract and over a last pi...
with Tom Lyons and Dinny Murphy, when I saw a big man coming across the flat with a swag on his bac...