The Secret of Sarah RevereHoughton Mifflin Harcourt, 1 ëèñò. 1995 ð. - 338 ñòîð. The daughter of Paul Revere tells of her father’s secret—and her own: “A lively, exciting picture of Boston going to war…excellent.”—VOYA Thirteen-year-old Sarah Revere knows her father is a Patriot hero, a champion of the Colonies against the British. But she also knows that Paul Revere guards a secret about the start of the Revolutionary War that he will tell no one—not his new wife, not his best friend, not even his trusted daughter. It seems everyone in her family has secrets. Sarah’s even got one of her own—and it's tearing her apart…. This is a “beautifully crafted” novel of a young girl growing up—and a country’s battle for independence (School Library Journal). “As usual, Rinaldi has done her homework; the book is solidly researched and extremely well written. Readers will not soon forget these characters…Vivid in the best sense of the word.”—Kirkus Reviews A New York Public Library “Book for the Teen Age” Includes a reader's guide |
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... father holds him up to us as a hero. The hero was here last night. Drinking with my father. Warren is not a drinking man. He is an honored physician. But last night he acted the fool. Duke et decorum est pro patria mori, I heard him say ...
... father holds him up to us as a hero. The hero was here last night. Drinking with my father. Warren is not a drinking man. He is an honored physician. But last night he acted the fool. Duke et decorum est pro patria mori, I heard him say ...
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... Father didn't see it. What matters, Father? What's true? Or what people think? Warren left late. He and my father were both in their cups. I think Father did it on purpose. "He'll not go to the hill today," he told Rachel at breakfast ...
... Father didn't see it. What matters, Father? What's true? Or what people think? Warren left late. He and my father were both in their cups. I think Father did it on purpose. "He'll not go to the hill today," he told Rachel at breakfast ...
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... father see me now?" He was drenched with sweat "Wait," I said. Then I ran through the house and down the two steps in back to the shop. "What's acting?" Father asked. "Is it Warren? Has he stopped by yet this day?" "No. The minister is ...
... father see me now?" He was drenched with sweat "Wait," I said. Then I ran through the house and down the two steps in back to the shop. "What's acting?" Father asked. "Is it Warren? Has he stopped by yet this day?" "No. The minister is ...
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... father. "Is the sentry coming?" my father asked John. "Yessir. He thought he'd be needed on the hill. Was ready to go fight. But they told him he was more needed here." A guard was posted outside the shop all the time. My father's press ...
... father. "Is the sentry coming?" my father asked John. "Yessir. He thought he'd be needed on the hill. Was ready to go fight. But they told him he was more needed here." A guard was posted outside the shop all the time. My father's press ...
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... father belabored the word. He gulped his cider. "My God, we're anything but innocent, Sarah. We started this thing ... Father as he stared into the cup, brooding. He was a handsome man in his own way. Not a fine figure of a man like ...
... father belabored the word. He gulped his cider. "My God, we're anything but innocent, Sarah. We started this thing ... Father as he stared into the cup, brooding. He was a handsome man in his own way. Not a fine figure of a man like ...
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