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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... Rachel. No, I can't bother Rachel. She needs her sleep. Grandmother? She could scare him off. She could scare the British off the hill. They should have let her go and fight them. She's gone to market. No more sickness in her bones ...
... Rachel. No, I can't bother Rachel. She needs her sleep. Grandmother? She could scare him off. She could scare the British off the hill. They should have let her go and fight them. She's gone to market. No more sickness in her bones ...
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... Rachel told him. And again there was that familiarity in their conversation. As a woman has when she is comfortable with a man and must no longer use flattery to please him. It was her way with him. She ofttimes teased him. My sister ...
... Rachel told him. And again there was that familiarity in their conversation. As a woman has when she is comfortable with a man and must no longer use flattery to please him. It was her way with him. She ofttimes teased him. My sister ...
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... Rachel at breakfast "He'll stay in bed, nursing his head." "DON'T LET ANYONE disturb your father today," Rachel instructed me this morning. "He's printing money." Then she went to attend baby Joshua, who is teething and fretful. She ...
... Rachel at breakfast "He'll stay in bed, nursing his head." "DON'T LET ANYONE disturb your father today," Rachel instructed me this morning. "He's printing money." Then she went to attend baby Joshua, who is teething and fretful. She ...
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... Rachel We are, in part, responsible you and I, Rachel Are you sorry? No, Rachel had answered. We did what was right to do. But I fear for Margaret. I couldn't think. Too many thoughts were crowding my mind. I must go somewhere and be ...
... Rachel We are, in part, responsible you and I, Rachel Are you sorry? No, Rachel had answered. We did what was right to do. But I fear for Margaret. I couldn't think. Too many thoughts were crowding my mind. I must go somewhere and be ...
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... Rachel will wake soon, I told myself. And then I will tell her what I heard about Margaret Gage. Rachel will want to know. I must tell her. Oh God, Rachel! I can scarce form the question in my mind. Was it Margaret Gage, then, who ...
... Rachel will wake soon, I told myself. And then I will tell her what I heard about Margaret Gage. Rachel will want to know. I must tell her. Oh God, Rachel! I can scarce form the question in my mind. Was it Margaret Gage, then, who ...
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