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... once . " " Good ! " . The The underwriter shook hands . " I wish you all success , " he said . The girl walked slowly along the un- even roadway . Persistently in her ears was ringing the stately sentence of the olden story . " For ...
... once . " " Good ! " . The The underwriter shook hands . " I wish you all success , " he said . The girl walked slowly along the un- even roadway . Persistently in her ears was ringing the stately sentence of the olden story . " For ...
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... once or twice when she had been watching the two men , herself unheed- ed . Lewison's descent was mixed . This girl was full of quick impulses . She hesitated ; womanlike , she glanced down suddenly at her dress . It was three years ...
... once or twice when she had been watching the two men , herself unheed- ed . Lewison's descent was mixed . This girl was full of quick impulses . She hesitated ; womanlike , she glanced down suddenly at her dress . It was three years ...
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... once , before it is too late . " " Why ? " Instead of answering his question she put another . " You have not shipped all your new crew yet , have you ? " " Only a few of them . The remainder should be on board to - morrow . " " Don't ...
... once , before it is too late . " " Why ? " Instead of answering his question she put another . " You have not shipped all your new crew yet , have you ? " " Only a few of them . The remainder should be on board to - morrow . " " Don't ...
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... Once more she shoved her nose into the gloom of her course . Beatrice Dennis came through the the darkness into the gleam of the chart- room . Her face was pallid as the snow without . She met Drumond unflinching . " Well ? " was all he ...
... Once more she shoved her nose into the gloom of her course . Beatrice Dennis came through the the darkness into the gleam of the chart- room . Her face was pallid as the snow without . She met Drumond unflinching . " Well ? " was all he ...
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... Once in the low- ering gloom of the dawning a giant cruiser emerged of a sudden from out the cauldron of the snow fog , the smoke pouring fom her brine - encrusted fun- nels , a stretch of foam streaking the waters in her seething wake ...
... Once in the low- ering gloom of the dawning a giant cruiser emerged of a sudden from out the cauldron of the snow fog , the smoke pouring fom her brine - encrusted fun- nels , a stretch of foam streaking the waters in her seething wake ...
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Сторінка 4 - See the mountains kiss high Heaven And the waves clasp one another; No sister flower would be forgiven If it disdained its brother; And the sunlight clasps the earth And the moonbeams kiss the sea: What are all these kissings worth If thou kiss not me?
Сторінка 10 - ... working people and the few, who make up the employing class, have all the good things of life. Between these two classes a struggle must go on until all the toilers come together on the political, as well as on the industrial field, and take and hold that which they produce by their labor through an economic organization of the working class, without affiliation with any political party.
Сторінка 27 - That get sweet rain at noon ; If I were what the words are And love were like the tune. If you were life, my darling, And I your love were death, We'd shine and snow together Ere March made sweet the weather With daffodil and starling And hours of fruitful breath ; If you were life, my darling, And I your love were death.
Сторінка 36 - Tis but a Tent where takes his one day's rest A Sultan to the realm of Death addrest; The Sultan rises, and the dark Ferrash Strikes, and prepares it for another Guest.
Сторінка 37 - ... that all is for the best in the best of all possible worlds...
Сторінка 42 - Strength and honor are her clothing ; and she shall rejoice in time to come.. She openeth her mouth with wisdom, and in her tongue is the law of kindness. She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness. Her children arise up and call her blessed ; her husband also, and he praiseth her.
Сторінка 30 - God created man in his own image, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living soul.
Сторінка 10 - The working class and the employing class have nothing in common. There can be no peace so long as hunger and want are found among millions of working people and the few, who make up the employing class, have all the good things of life.
Сторінка 11 - Bride was their Queen of Song, and unto her They prayed with fire-touched lips. Great were their deeds, their passions and their sports; With clay and stone They piled on strath and shore those mystic forts, Not yet o'erthrown; On cairn-crowned hills they held their council-courts; While youths alone, With giant dogs, explored the elk resorts, And brought them down.
Сторінка 10 - These conditions can be changed and the interest of the working class upheld only by an organization formed in such a way that all its members in any one industry, or in all industries if necessary, cease work whenever a strike or lockout is on in any department thereof, thus making an injury to one an injury to all. Instead of the conservative motto, "A fair day's wage for a fair day's work," we must inscribe on our banner the revolutionary watchword, "Abolition of the wage system.