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... - DIGGERS . Hell - gate , Kidd the Pirate , 365 369 The Devil and Tom Walker , 376 Wolfert Webber , or Golden Dreams , 393 The Adventure of the Black Fisherman , 420 TO THE READER . WORTHY AND DEAR READER ! -Hast vi . CONTENTS .
... - DIGGERS . Hell - gate , Kidd the Pirate , 365 369 The Devil and Tom Walker , 376 Wolfert Webber , or Golden Dreams , 393 The Adventure of the Black Fisherman , 420 TO THE READER . WORTHY AND DEAR READER ! -Hast vi . CONTENTS .
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... accordingly , while we solaced ourselves with a clean long pipe of Blasc Moore's best tobacco , the au- thentic John Josse Vandermoere related the following tale . WOLFERT WEBBER , OR GOLDEN DREAMS . IN the year 392 TALES OF A TRAVELLER .
... accordingly , while we solaced ourselves with a clean long pipe of Blasc Moore's best tobacco , the au- thentic John Josse Vandermoere related the following tale . WOLFERT WEBBER , OR GOLDEN DREAMS . IN the year 392 TALES OF A TRAVELLER .
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... Wolfert Web- ber by name . He was descended from old Cobus Webber of the Brille in Holland , one of the original settlers , famous for intro- ducing the cultivation of cabbages , and who came over to the province during the ...
... Wolfert Web- ber by name . He was descended from old Cobus Webber of the Brille in Holland , one of the original settlers , famous for intro- ducing the cultivation of cabbages , and who came over to the province during the ...
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... Wolfert was the last of the line , and succeeded to the patriarchal bench at the door , under the family tree , and swayed the sceptre of his fathers , a kind of rural potentate in the midst of a metropolis . To share the cares and ...
... Wolfert was the last of the line , and succeeded to the patriarchal bench at the door , under the family tree , and swayed the sceptre of his fathers , a kind of rural potentate in the midst of a metropolis . To share the cares and ...
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... Wolfert Webber over his pater- nal acres , peacefully and contentedly . Not but that , like all other sovereigns , he had his occasional cares and vexations . The growth of his native city sometimes caused him annoyance . little ...
... Wolfert Webber over his pater- nal acres , peacefully and contentedly . Not but that , like all other sovereigns , he had his occasional cares and vexations . The growth of his native city sometimes caused him annoyance . little ...
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Página 161 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Página 230 - ... true sympathy; how few love us for ourselves; how few will befriend us in our misfortunes; then it is that we think of the mother we have lost. It is true I had always loved my mother, even in my most heedless days; but I felt how inconsiderate and ineffectual had been my love. My heart melted as I retraced the days of infancy, when I was led by a mother's hand, and rocked to sleep in a mother's arms, and was without care or sorrow. "O my mother!
Página 363 - Now I remember those old women's words, Who in my wealth would tell me winter's tales, And speak of spirits and ghosts that glide by night About the place where treasure hath been hid...
Página xi - There is a certain relief in change, even though it be from bad to worse! As I have often found in travelling in a stagecoach, that it is often a comfort to shift one's position, and be bruised in a new place.