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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... back." "I said later." "It is later." My eyes met those of John Cook, who'd just come in the back door. His father owned the house. My breath caught In the month we'd been here, he and I had become friends. Being friends 10.
... back." "I said later." "It is later." My eyes met those of John Cook, who'd just come in the back door. His father owned the house. My breath caught In the month we'd been here, he and I had become friends. Being friends 10.
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... John was apprenticing with my 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 ...
... John was apprenticing with my 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 ...
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... John Adams would say, because I can scarce think for worrying that my friend Doctor Warren will take it in his head to go to the hill today. Has he been around?" "No." "Good. Likely he's still sleeping it off. He won't go unless he ...
... John Adams would say, because I can scarce think for worrying that my friend Doctor Warren will take it in his head to go to the hill today. Has he been around?" "No." "Good. Likely he's still sleeping it off. He won't go unless he ...
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... John and Sam Adams and John Hancock were this minute riding to the congress in Philadelphia to find out what the rules would be. "Go and talk to the man, Sarah," Father said sofdy. "You have my permission to tell him anything he wants ...
... John and Sam Adams and John Hancock were this minute riding to the congress in Philadelphia to find out what the rules would be. "Go and talk to the man, Sarah," Father said sofdy. "You have my permission to tell him anything he wants ...
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... John was paying mind, sensing something. I couldn't allow that John's eyes were blue and very becalmed. He was completely besotted with my father. The famous Paul Revere; the British spy, Private Howe had called him. "All right, Father ...
... John was paying mind, sensing something. I couldn't allow that John's eyes were blue and very becalmed. He was completely besotted with my father. The famous Paul Revere; the British spy, Private Howe had called him. "All right, Father ...
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