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Image from page 1111 of “St. Nicholas [serial]” (1873)
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Title: St. Nicholas [serial]
Year: 1873 (1870s)
Authors: Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905
Subjects: Children’s literature
Publisher: [New York : Scribner & Co.]
Contributing Library: Information and Library Science Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
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all the force of his muscles. He knew theman behind him had caught the stroke exactly.The boat leaped forward in a mad rush that cutthe water sharply before it. Elton could see the pursuers coming. Therewere some husky pairs and fours among them,and Elton wondered if it would be possible toget away. He was cooler now, and began towonder if it were all worth while. Then, suddenly, back on the shore, a hun- io8o THE CLASS RUSH. [Oct. dred Freshmen sent up the class yell. Itcaught Elton like a powerful stimulant. Hisheart throbbed; his eyes brightened; his mus-cles felt fresh and strong. He was doing it forthe class. It was worth while. The man behind him never spoke. He was sim-ply rowing with all the power that was in him. voice kept saying, Steady! Steady, old man !Steady! It quieted him and made him dohis best. He knew the man outclassed him,though he pulled with the whole strength of hisyoung body. At best it was an uneven race. Two men ina rowboat could not outrun four men in a ra-
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STRAIGHT FOR THE BOAT ELTON RAN; WHEN HE WAS NEAR IT HE JUMPED. Sometimes when Elton was a little slow incatching the stroke he could feel the boat shootforward with a tremendous jump. His admira-tion for the man grew as he watched them drawaway from the pursuers. His oar slipped at last, and sent a shower ofwater back on the man. The fellow onlygrunted and said, Steady ! Steady ! Steady,old man! We ve just begun to fight now. Theyhave launched the four-oar shell. Elton had never seen a shell, but his eyecaught sight of the boat back at the landing.It was slim and frail and fast. He bent to hiswork with renewed energy. Back of him a cing-shell. Elton did not realize this, however,and strained and tugged at the oars till theperspiration stood out on his forehead in greatdrops, and trickled down the side of his nose. He began to pant. He was not in training,and the pace was beginning to tell. He won-dered who the other chap was, and whether hehad to learn to row that way, or whether heh
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Image from page 62 of “Farm legends” (1903)
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Title: Farm legends
Year: 1903 (1900s)
Authors: Carleton, Will, 1845-1912
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Publisher: New York, Harper & brothers
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at the door,And Bessie was fearful, the same as before ;And tumbling Joe over a couple of chairs, With a general sound Of thunder all round.She hurried him up a short pair of back-stairs;And close in the garret condemned him to waitTill orders from her, be it early or late.Then tripping her way down the staircase, she said, Ill smuggle them off wlien the folks get to bed. It was not her parents ; twas crafty young Pat,Returned from his visit; and straightway he satBeside her, remarking. The chairs were in place.So he would sit near her, and view her sweet face..So gayly they talked, as the minutes fast flew.Discussing such matters as both of them knew,While often Miss Bessies svv^eet laugh answered back,For Pat, be it known.Had some wit of his own, The Three Lovers. And in ironys efforts was sharp as a tack. And finally Bessie his dancing tongue led,By a sly dextrous turn,To the man in the churn, And the farmer, who eagerly listened oerhead ; Whereat the young Irishman volubly gave 57
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SKVKRAL TIMES HE, MlTH POLICY STERN,REPRESSED A DESIRE TO BREAK OUT OF THE CHURN. A short dissertation,Whose main informationWas that one was a fool, and the other a knave. Slim chance there must be for the world eer to learnHow pleasant this was to the man in the churn ; 58 Farm Legends. Though, to borrow a figure lent by his position,He was doubtless in somewhat a worked-up condition.It neer may be sung, and it neer may be said,How well it was liked by the giant oerhead.He lay on a joist—for there wasnt any floor— And the joists were so few, And so far apart too.He could not, in comfort, preempt any more;And he nearly had knocked through the plastering quite.And challenged young Pat to a fair and square fight;But he dared not do elsewise than Bessie had said,For fear, as a lover, he might lose his head. But now from the meeting the old folks returned,And sat by the stove as the fire brightly burned;And Patrick came in from the care of the team ;And since in the house there was o
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