Summary

Emily Mayer Higgins Holidays at the Grange; or, A Week's Delight

I wouldn't, for the world, hint that we are more solid than the girls, but 'tis very certain that we are more lumbering. If I were to begin a tale, I'd flounder through it, like a whale with a harpoon in its body; while any of the girls, even down to little Anna, would glide along, like a graceful, snow-white swan upon a silver lake—happy in her element, and giving pleasure to all who witnessed her undulating motions."
"Very pretty that, Tom!" cried Cornelia. "After such a well-turned compliment, our hearts would be flinty indeed, if we didn't excuse you. But what do George and John say?"
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Emily Mayer Higgins Holidays at the Grange; or, A Week's Delight

As she passed along, the people shrank back, as if an accursed thing were near them; and when she had passed from the consecrated limits, she was slain. None shed a tear over her grave, but the people enjoyed rest and peace, now that her tyranny was terminated.
"And that was the end of her!" said George. "And well she deserved her fate. A good grandmother, indeed! But who was she?"
"That's the very thing I want to know," replied Mary. "But perhaps some of you can tell me who her very lovely mother was?"
"There is no mistaking her," said Amy. "There is only one Jezebel in the world, I hope.
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Emily Mayer Higgins Holidays at the Grange; or, A Week's Delight

But all agreed that it was at the west, towards the sunset, that this treasure of earth was to be found: and thence it was that the name of Hesperus was bestowed upon it. Strange it is, that mankind has ever followed the sun in its path; and that while human life, religious truth, and science all point to the East as their source, they hasten westward for the fulfillment of their destiny. The East belongs to the Past—it is the land of memory: the West to the Future—it is the land of hope: and there it is that man seeks his happiness.
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