The Schoolmaster, and Edinburgh Weekly Magazine, Томи 1 – 2John Anderson [for John Johnstone], 1832 |
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... Object , Autobiography of an Political Martyrs of the end of the last century , Whale Fishery of New South Wales ... Waits ; The Superstitions of the Welsh The Two Scotch Williams , by Mrs Johnstone .... 313 Love and Authorship , by J ...
... Object , Autobiography of an Political Martyrs of the end of the last century , Whale Fishery of New South Wales ... Waits ; The Superstitions of the Welsh The Two Scotch Williams , by Mrs Johnstone .... 313 Love and Authorship , by J ...
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... object of which is explained be- low , has now been in course of publication for above two months . Without puffing ... objects are as extensive as British society , or as hu- manity itself . For their encouragement and furtherance , we ...
... object of which is explained be- low , has now been in course of publication for above two months . Without puffing ... objects are as extensive as British society , or as hu- manity itself . For their encouragement and furtherance , we ...
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... object will be the cheap and universal diffusion of really useful in- formation of every kind , -of such snatches and foretastes of all kinds of knowledge , as may sti- mulate to more extended inquiries , and supply ELEMENTS OF THOUGHT ...
... object will be the cheap and universal diffusion of really useful in- formation of every kind , -of such snatches and foretastes of all kinds of knowledge , as may sti- mulate to more extended inquiries , and supply ELEMENTS OF THOUGHT ...
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... object , -the old howlet - haunted biggin channels of the rich flat valley through which we of the " bloody Mackenzie " of persecuted Scotland now rolled , veined with rail - ways , branching off , the true high - priest of tyrany ...
... object , -the old howlet - haunted biggin channels of the rich flat valley through which we of the " bloody Mackenzie " of persecuted Scotland now rolled , veined with rail - ways , branching off , the true high - priest of tyrany ...
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... object of Providence be to enable them to cultivate and en- joy their rational faculties , or merely to reap more enjoy- ment from their propensities , by accumulating wealth , and all that it commands , in greater and more superfluous ...
... object of Providence be to enable them to cultivate and en- joy their rational faculties , or merely to reap more enjoy- ment from their propensities , by accumulating wealth , and all that it commands , in greater and more superfluous ...
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