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...looked at the old skipper. He shaded his shaggy eyebrows with a weather-beaten hand, and gazed alternately at sky and sea. "Ef I owned that boat I 'd take her round to the shelter o' the cove in a minit...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: MIRA. | 10/28/1881 | See Source »

...pall, with ragged edges dipping to the very sea. Then I turned and slowly walked up the path to the little brown house, where the tall elms were swaying madly to and fro. A bright face welcomed me from the window. It was the little granddaughter of the old skipper in whose house I had spent the last two months. I had come there to recover from the effects of a long and tedious illness. I was strong and sturdy enough now; and I was sorry to think of parting from this genuine and wholesome New England family, whose quaint...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: MIRA. | 10/28/1881 | See Source »

...long time I could not sleep that night. It rained in torrents and the wind blew fiercely. The old house creaked and trembled; the branches swept the roof as though the visible garments of the storm were fluttering by. After a while, however, the wind died down; the violence of the storm suddenly abated; and by and by there was a glimmer of moonlight in the eastern sky. Looking at this, I fell asleep...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: MIRA. | 10/28/1881 | See Source »

...Stop!" cried the old skipper. "You cannot save...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: MIRA. | 10/28/1881 | See Source »

...old divine looked at his wife, and looked at Jack, and looked at himself, and finally said, 'Well! I declare;' and the last thing Jack and I heard as we went down the front steps was, 'Well, I declare...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: SLIGHTLY THE WRONG MAN. | 10/14/1881 | See Source »