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  "The Loves of the Angels" of the last, ecstasizing the lawyer''s lady, and interesting Ginevra, though all he read taken together seemed to her unworthy of comparison with one of poor Donal''s songs


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id: 30554
title: The Adventure League
author: Skae, Hilda T.
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  Allan did not answer, and Reggie said, ''How can he tell, Tricksy?'' ''All right,'' said Allan; ''but when are Reggie and Tricksy going to turn ''Why, Tricksy,'' said Marjorie, as the little girl took her seat, ''you ''Now look, Allan,'' said Reggie, as they stood by the bit of dyke which ''Well, Miss Marjorie,'' said Neil, ''do you not think we had better be work, Marjorie,'' said Tricksy a little discontentedly, when the boys ''Hamish and Marjorie, I bet,'' said Allan; and sure enough, two heads ''Mother,'' said Marjorie, with a set face, ''we know about Neil; tell us Allan said nothing, and Reggie''s dark face looked approving. ''Neil''s dog,'' said Allan; ''look how he speaks to Laddie. Marjorie''s eyes said yes; and Hamish, whom Allan consulted with a look, ''Come along,'' said Marjorie, springing up, as Harry looked somewhat ''Marjorie,'' said Tricksy, as the two girls remained looking down from


id: 2370
title: Sir Gibbie
author: MacDonald, George
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  "They''ll ca'' ye Sir Gibbie Galbraith, my man," said his father, "an'' to feel his eyes without seeing them; and when Gibbie rose to look Donal saw the tears gathering in Gibbie''s eyes. Gibbie''s face answered with a flash, and Donal read the poem again, Donal rose and went driving the cattle home, and Gibbie lay where he Donal said "Good night, sir," and Gibbie gave him a serious and "Ye little ken Gibbie," he said "gien ye think that gait o'' ''im! Gibbie had come home and gone out again to look for him, she said. The minister kept Gibbie hard at work, and by the time Donal''s last had a walk with them, and every time Gibbie had something of Donal''s Mrs. Sclater and Gibbie led, and Ginevra followed with Donal. "Gibbie, you must go and look after poor Donal," she said.


id: 6591
title: Highland Ballad
author: Leadem, Christopher
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  None felt the pangs of lost promise more deeply than young Mary Scott, But once Mary had gone the old woman turned, and made her way back to "My Mary." How differently the voice had said those words, than of little use when it comes to vengeance." The woman stopped, knowing Mary, and perhaps not so long ago as you might imagine, when men said feel yourself cheated, girl, that you never knew your father---the man "Go on," said Mary, who in her mother''s eyes crossed that very hour dead horse." The red-haired man began to advance, as Mary backed away For the second time that day, Mary looked into the long as her son remained a wanted man. remembered her mother''s words: the man you most want to love, but in "The old man''s lost his mind," said the first voice, breathing hard "I need time to think," said Stephen finally.


id: 5969
title: What''s Mine''s Mine — Complete
author: MacDonald, George
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  "I should like to know," said Mercy, after a little pause, during "I love old things!" said Mercy. "You might have said a big, good-looking fellow!" rejoined Mercy. Alister''s uncle had lived in a house on the spot where Mr. Peregrine Palmer''s now stood; the man who bought it had pulled it "You never tell me anything, Ian!" said his mother, looking at him "I don''t need to tell you, Ian," said his mother, with shining eyes, "GOD KNOWS," said Ian at length, and again the broken silence closed "I don''t like the men, mother; nor does Ian," answered Alister "Now what do you think, Ian?" said the chief, ending a recital true "I think I can let you see into it, Miss Mercy," said Ian. "But," said Mercy, "how can one love a thing that has no life?" "God and Ian did," said Alister. "Oh, it''s nothing about Ian!" said the chief, answering her look.


id: 5966
title: What''s Mine''s Mine — Volume 1
author: MacDonald, George
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  "I should like to know," said Mercy, after a little pause, during "I love old things!" said Mercy. "He''s a good-big-looking fellow," said Christina. "You might have said a big, good-looking fellow!" rejoined Mercy. mother, and then to the shadow even of any good thing that had come Alister''s uncle had lived in a house on the spot where Mr. Peregrine Palmer''s now stood; the man who bought it had pulled it good old ways of thinking and feeling, modes long gone out of "You never tell me anything, Ian!" said his mother, looking at him "I suppose they''re from the New House!" said Ian, returning after he "Certainly God can take care of her from a shilling!" said Ian, with "I don''t need to tell you, Ian," said his mother, with shining eyes, "Mother, I say again--I love God, and will not believe such things


id: 5967
title: What''s Mine''s Mine — Volume 2
author: MacDonald, George
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  "I don''t like the men, mother; nor does Ian," answered Alister as she, felt the influence of a man like Ian, and could not help "Now what do you think, Ian?" said the chief, ending a recital true said Ian, "do it, and see what will follow!" At the time he thought "Alister!" said Ian. The chief understood, and retracted. "Nonsense, Ian!" said Alister, as they raised Sercombe to carry him "There is a better thing than that," said Ian! "You shall come to my room," said Ian. "Macruadh," she said, "Mr. Ian and you often say things about NATURE "I think I can let you see into it, Miss Mercy," said Ian. "I never heard you put a thing better, Ian!" he said. "But," said Mercy, "how can one love a thing that has no life?" "I believe I love the grass," he said, "as much, Ian, as your


id: 5968
title: What''s Mine''s Mine — Volume 3
author: MacDonald, George
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  relations of men and things, began to grow in the mind of Mercy. "Mother dear," said Alister, taking her by the hand, "give me a "It makes me think of the look on my father''s face," he said, "once like Mercy''s, for her heart was mainly filled, not with love of Ian, "God knows," said Ian, "if my life could serve you, I should count "You look so lovely!" said the chief. "Mercy!" answered the chief, "if I said you were beautiful, and to When Mercy woke, the old love was awake also; let Alister''s reason "Mr. Palmer," he said, "I come to ask the hand of your daughter No man, she said, could love a woman right, who "Surely, Nannie, you will be at home with your chief!" said Alister. "Oh, it''s nothing about Ian!" said the chief, answering her look. "And what news is there from Ian?" asked an old man of his chief.


id: 6364
title: Warlock o'' Glenwarlock: A Homely Romance
author: MacDonald, George
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  "What in mercy can hae come o'' the laird, think ye, my leddy?" said "You''ll have to make up for lost time to-day, Cosmo," he said. "But eh, Aggie!" said Cosmo, "dinna lat him think there''s onything Cosmo opened his eyes, and saw those of his father looking down "Tak ye nae thoucht anent it, Cosmo, my bairn," said the old woman, "Come, Cosmo," said the laird rising; and they set out together for Cosmo could no longer endure having the great, old, hearse-like bed Cosmo, the laird took the bottle again in his hand, and said, that, "Will you come and find the coachman for me, Cosmo?" said Lady Joan "Is the place very old, Cosmo?" asked Lady Joan on their way. "Cosmo, my boy," said the old man, "you are meddling with what does "My lord," said Cosmo, "if you weren''t an old man, I would show you


id: 58913
title: Legendary Tales of the Highlands (Volume 1 of 3) A sequel to Highland Rambles
author: Lauder, Thomas Dick, Sir
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  "See, father!" said Walter Stewart to old Sir Allan, as he and his "Thou shalt have thy supper very soon, father," said Patrick, kindly "Aye, aye, that''s good," said old Sir Walter. "Where art thou going, brother?" said Patrick, rising to follow his "Thou hast not sped on thine errand, then?" said Sir Walter, with "Oh, blessings on thee, Sir Knight!" said the little man; "I will "Patrick," said Sir Walter aside to his brother, with a more than "Aye, aye, Walter boy, as thou sayest," said the old man; "a great hart "Look ye there, brother Walter!" at length cried Patrick Stewart "Doubt thee, my Catherine!" said Sir Patrick, kissing her hand with "My Lord, I saw Sir Walter Stewart of Clan-Allan murdered," said the "Stir not a man of Clan-Allan!" cried Sir Patrick to the Stewarts, who "Open, good mother," said Sir Patrick.


id: 58931
title: Legendary Tales of the Highlands (Volume 2 of 3) A sequel to Highland Rambles
author: Lauder, Thomas Dick, Sir
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  not that Sir Walter Stewart is thy father, and that thou art bound "Why not?" demanded Rosa; "surely Sir Walter Stewart may make thee "Cry your mercy, my lord of the court," said Sir Walter Stewart, thank thee, my dear Ramsay," replied Sir Walter, shaking "Thanks for thy rescue, Sir Walter Stewart," replied Huntly, now time," said Sir Walter Stewart, ironically. Sir Walter Stewart was received next day, by King James, with all "Sir Walter Stewart," said the lady, "the Queen commands thee to "Sir Walter Stewart," said a man, who stood muffled up in a cloak, to "My Lord," replied Sir Walter, "I will honestly tell thee, that "Would that I had sooner known thy merits, Charley!" said Sir Walter, "By all the saints, but thou art a happy fellow, Stewart!" said Sir "Fear not!" said Sir Walter; "we shall try to catch thee in our


id: 59202
title: Legendary Tales of the Highlands (Volume 3 of 3) A sequel to Highland Rambles
author: Lauder, Thomas Dick, Sir
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  "Dress be tamm!" cried John, furiously; "Come away fast--open ta toor "Foots, na, man!" said John. "She pe a verra ponny Pensassenach," said John, going up to Morag, "Oh Donald!" replied Morag, "I came to look after John Smith;--oh, "What?" cried Morag, wringing her hands, "John Smith dead! John Smith is dead; but you know, Morag, you will always find a friend "A poor man like to die with hunger and thirst," replied John in "This is no place to talk of such things," said the old man, leading "John Smith''s ghost!" cried the Pensassenach. Morag!" cried John Smith, who knowing well where she slept, "He is alone," said a voice a little way behind Inverawe; "We are "Come forth now, unfortunate man," said Inverawe; "your pursuers kind Inverawe!" said the man, in a state of extreme "Boy," said Inverawe, gravely, "Your time is coming.


