 At the usual evening hour the chapel bell began to toll, and Thomas Newcome's hands outside the bed feebly beat time. And just as the last bell struck, a peculiar sweet smile shone over his face, and he lifted up his head a little, and quickly said, "...  Highways and Byways in London - الصفحة 72بواسطة Emily Constance Baird Cook - 1907 - عدد الصفحات: 480عرض كامل - لمحة عن هذا الكتاب
 | Adams Sherman Hill - 1895 - عدد الصفحات: 464
...began to toll, and Thomas Newcome's hands outside the bed feebly beat time. And just as the last bell struck, a peculiar sweet smile shone over his face,...lifted up his head a little, and quickly said, ' Adsum I ' and fell back. It was the word we used at school, when names were called ; and lo, he, whose heart... | |
 | Charles Dudley Warner - 1896 - عدد الصفحات: 630
...began to toll, and Thomas Newcome's hands outside the bed feebly beat time. And just as the last bell struck, a peculiar sweet smile shone over his face,...his name, and stood in the presence of The Master. FROM 'THE CHRONICLE OF THE DRUM ' A: PARIs, hard by the Maine barriers, Whoever will choose to repair,... | |
 | Charles Dudley Warner, Hamilton Wright Mabie, Lucia Isabella Gilbert Runkle, George H. Warner, George Henry Warner, Edward Cornelius Towne - 1897 - عدد الصفحات: 684
...began to toll, and Thomas Newcome's hands outside the bed feebly beat time. And just as the last bell struck, a peculiar sweet smile shone over his face,...his name, and stood in the presence of The Master. FROM 'THE CHRONICLE OF THE DRUM ' A: PARIS, hard by the Maine barriers. Whoever will cljoose to repair,... | |
 | William Wilfred Birdsall, Rufus Matthew Jones - 1897 - عدد الصفحات: 602
...began to toll, and Thomas Newcome's hands outside the bed feebly beat time. And just as the last bell struck, a peculiar sweet smile shone over his face,...and he lifted up his head a little, and quickly said "At/sum/" and fell back It was the word we used at school when the names were called ; and lo, he,... | |
 | 1908 - عدد الصفحات: 604
...began to toll, and Thomas Newcome's hands outside the bed feebly beat a time. And Just as the last bell struck, a peculiar sweet smile shone over his face,...his name, and stood in the presence of The Master." 137 La Chaise-Dieu. By VIOLE-T R. MARKHAM. (From the Cornhlll Magazine.) |ICHY, at 7 o'clock on a bright... | |
 | William Makepeace Thackeray - 1898 - عدد الصفحات: 898
...began to toll, and Thomas Newcome's hands outside the bed feebly beat time. And .just as the last bell struck, a peculiar sweet smile shone over his face,...when names were called ; and lo, he, whose heart was a> that of a little child, had answered to his name, and stood in the presence of The M:,stcr. Two... | |
 | William Makepeace Thackeray - 1898 - عدد الصفحات: 916
...outside the bed feebly beat time And just as the last bell struck, a peculiar sweet smile shornover his face, and he lifted up his head a little, and...when names were called ; and lo, he, whose heart was n< that of a little child, had answered to his name, and stood in the presence of The Master. Two years... | |
 | John Clark Ridpath - 1898 - عدد الصفحات: 580
...began to toll, and Thomas Newcome's hands outside the bed feebly beat time. And just as the last bell struck, a peculiar, sweet smile shone over his face,...fell back. It was the word we used at school when the names were called ; and lo, he, whose heart was as that of a little child, had answered to his... | |
 | John Clark Ridpath - 1898 - عدد الصفحات: 520
...began to toll, and Thomas Newcome's hands outside the bed feebly beat time. And just as the last bell struck, a peculiar, sweet smile shone over his face,...and he lifted up his head a little, and quickly said " A dsum!" and fell back. It was the word we used at school when the names were called ; and lo, he,... | |
 | 1899 - عدد الصفحات: 600
...chapel-bell began to toll and Thomas Newcome's hands outside the bed feebly beat time. And just as the bell struck, a peculiar sweet smile shone over his face,...his name, and stood in the presence of the Master." George S. Chappell. RONDEAU. When Love lay dead beside the summer sea, All piteously foredone by thee... | |
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