Blanche McManus

Biographical details

Blanche McManus,  Our Little Dutch Cousin

“ All kinds of queer tublike boats, with big brown sails, tanned to preserve them from the damp, passed them, and soon they turned into the river Zaan.
"There is Zaandam," said Mynheer; "they say that most of the people who live there are millionaires. It is a wealthy little town."
"You would not think so from the looks of the houses," remarked Pieter; "they seem mostly to be small brick cottages of one story, with a tiny yard in front."
As the steamer glides along, between green meadows as flat as one's hand, they could see on all sides innumerable windmills.
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Source: Gutenberg

Blanche McManus,  Our Little French Cousin

“ It was a beautiful walk through the fields and apple orchards, into the road, shaded by old trees that led to the top of the hill, and then down the hillside past the old Château Gaillard; that wonderful castle whose history Germaine never wearied of hearing.
It seemed to her like a fairy-tale that such things could have happened so near her papa's farm, though it all took place many hundreds of years ago, when there was nothing but wild woods where now stands their farm and those of their neighbours.
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Source: Gutenberg

Blanche McManus,  Our Little Hindu Cousin

“ Wouldn't it be fun! Perhaps we could shoot a tiger ourselves!"
"Oh, I shouldn't dare to even think of attacking a tiger," gasped the gentle little Chola. Hindus are as a rule mild, gentle folk. Perhaps this comes from their laws, so commonly observed, which forbid them to kill animals or eat meat.
"Perhaps you are afraid to go," said Harry.
"I have not fear, though I would not be brave enough to attempt to kill a great tiger; but I should like to go all the same. We are brave people, and many of our warrior caste serve in the great Sahib's army, as you know," said Chola, proudly.
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Source: Gutenberg

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