 | Malcolm Bell, Jr. - 2004 - 701 páginas
...adornings of a palace; and often in the evening, when my bairns are asleep, and M[argery] upstairs keeping watch over them, and I sit writing this daily...they squat down on their hams in a circle, the bright bla2e from the huge pine logs, which is the only light of this half of the room, shining on their sooty... | |
 | Malcolm Bell, Jr. - 2004 - 701 páginas
...adornings of a palace; and often in the evening, when my bairns are asleep, and M|argery] upstairs keeping watch over them, and I sit writing this daily...their hams in a circle, the bright blaze from the huge pine logs, which is the only light of this half of the room, shining on their sooty limbs and... | |
 | Hugh M. Ruppersburg - 1994 - 593 páginas
...adornings of a palace; and often in the evening, when my bairns are asleep, and Mfargery] upstairs keeping watch over them, and I sit writing this daily...their hams in a circle, the bright blaze from the huge pine logs, which is the only light of this half of the room, shining on their sooty limbs and... | |
 | William Dusinberre - 1996 - 571 páginas
...children's IrishProtestant nurse] upstairs keeping watch over them, and I sit writing this [journal] . . . , the door of the great barnlike room is opened stealthily,...hearth, where they squat down on their hams in a circle. ... I have had as many as fourteen at a time squatting silently there for nearly half an hour, watching... | |
 | Fanny Kemble - 2000 - 244 páginas
...seem the adornings of a palace; and often in the evening, when my bairns are asleep, and Mfargery] up stairs keeping watch over them, and I sit writing...great barn-like room is opened stealthily, and one /aa after another, men and women came trooping silently in, their naked feet falling all but inaudibly... | |
 | Frances Anne Kemble - 2007 - 269 páginas
...the adornings of a palace; and often in the evening, when my bairns are asleep, and M — up-stairs keeping watch over them, and I sit writing this daily...themselves to the hearth, where they squat down on their harns in a circle, — the bright blaze from the huge pine logs, which is the only light of this half... | |
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M up stairs keeping watch over them, and I sit writing this daily history for your edification, the door of the great barn-like room is opened stealthily, and one after another, men and women come trooping silently in, their naked feet falling all but... 