The Staff Officer; Or, The Soldier of Fortune: A Tale of Real Life, Volume 2E. L. Carey & A. Hart, 1833 |
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... seemed to possess something like authority . On hearing what descrip- tion of soldiers our party consisted of , he discreetly hurried me off with one of his myrmidons to procure carts to convey not only the baggage , but the soldiers ...
... seemed to possess something like authority . On hearing what descrip- tion of soldiers our party consisted of , he discreetly hurried me off with one of his myrmidons to procure carts to convey not only the baggage , but the soldiers ...
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... seemed quite absorbed in the pleasure she received in the conversation of the unsophisticated Harrington . Placed between the lady of the house and one of her senior friends , I distributed my attentions without distinction ; and to my ...
... seemed quite absorbed in the pleasure she received in the conversation of the unsophisticated Harrington . Placed between the lady of the house and one of her senior friends , I distributed my attentions without distinction ; and to my ...
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... seemed to give all his thoughts to the great lady in the little parlour we had just left . He returned about nine o'clock to sup with the family , while I , who had quite enough of them , and saw nothing in the full grown wife to re ...
... seemed to give all his thoughts to the great lady in the little parlour we had just left . He returned about nine o'clock to sup with the family , while I , who had quite enough of them , and saw nothing in the full grown wife to re ...
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... seemed , that from some rude assault committed by the rum - tippling American loyalist on one of the operative dyers of the town of Leeds , he was surrounded by a host of these blue- skinned brotherhood in an unguarded moment , and ...
... seemed , that from some rude assault committed by the rum - tippling American loyalist on one of the operative dyers of the town of Leeds , he was surrounded by a host of these blue- skinned brotherhood in an unguarded moment , and ...
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... seemed to glow with delight as she observed the avidity with which I despatched these delicacies . She hung over me with too evi- dent a sense of pleasure when I requested the aid of her kind arm . She had no mother , was manager of the ...
... seemed to glow with delight as she observed the avidity with which I despatched these delicacies . She hung over me with too evi- dent a sense of pleasure when I requested the aid of her kind arm . She had no mother , was manager of the ...
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The Staff Officer: Or, the Soldier of Fortune: A Tale of Real Life Oliver Moore No preview available - 2015 |
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Page 205 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together: our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
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