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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... brought the men in from as far as a hundred miles hence, to Harvard Yard. Here, let me read it to you, so you know what he has done." No more Doctor Warren, our family friend. He's general of the Massachusetts troops now. My father ...
... brought the men in from as far as a hundred miles hence, to Harvard Yard. Here, let me read it to you, so you know what he has done." No more Doctor Warren, our family friend. He's general of the Massachusetts troops now. My father ...
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... brought him home sleeping. And went upstairs herself, for a nap. And the house got quiet until the minister came up the walk. "Is your father to home? I'm Reverend William Gordon from Roxbury. I would speak with him." "About what?" "I ...
... brought him home sleeping. And went upstairs herself, for a nap. And the house got quiet until the minister came up the walk. "Is your father to home? I'm Reverend William Gordon from Roxbury. I would speak with him." "About what?" "I ...
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... brought me up short. Margaret? To England? "But she's American," I said. "Why would he do that?" "Because someone told Doctor Warren about Gage's plan to march on Concord last April for the military stores. There are those who think ...
... brought me up short. Margaret? To England? "But she's American," I said. "Why would he do that?" "Because someone told Doctor Warren about Gage's plan to march on Concord last April for the military stores. There are those who think ...
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... brought her home. And when George Robert Twelvetrees Hewes stole a piece of roast veal from the larder when he was inoculated for the pox back in 1764, he should have died from the eating. For to eat meat after inoculation is to invite ...
... brought her home. And when George Robert Twelvetrees Hewes stole a piece of roast veal from the larder when he was inoculated for the pox back in 1764, he should have died from the eating. For to eat meat after inoculation is to invite ...
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... brought her home. Our mother died in May of '73, five months after birthing Isanna. God brooded on our house. Isanna was always sickly. My father went about his business as if someone had put a curse on him, saying "bad cess to Paul ...
... brought her home. Our mother died in May of '73, five months after birthing Isanna. God brooded on our house. Isanna was always sickly. My father went about his business as if someone had put a curse on him, saying "bad cess to Paul ...
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