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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... girls had to becalm her. But we managed to keep an eye on the events outside, anyway. The barking of the officers giving orders rang in the street. Boots stamped in unison as they wheeled, muskets clanked, the great wooden wheels of the ...
... girls had to becalm her. But we managed to keep an eye on the events outside, anyway. The barking of the officers giving orders rang in the street. Boots stamped in unison as they wheeled, muskets clanked, the great wooden wheels of the ...
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... hill today and dying up to his knees in blood. "For all you've done raising an army, you couldn't command a group of bell ringers at the Cockerel," Rachel told him last night. "Just the same, dear girl, I'm going. Come have a 7.
... hill today and dying up to his knees in blood. "For all you've done raising an army, you couldn't command a group of bell ringers at the Cockerel," Rachel told him last night. "Just the same, dear girl, I'm going. Come have a 7.
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Ann Rinaldi. "Just the same, dear girl, I'm going. Come have a glass of wine with me." "Don't be silly, Joseph." And Rachel had come out of the parlor, tears streaming down her face. She had run out of teasing things to say. Her way didn ...
Ann Rinaldi. "Just the same, dear girl, I'm going. Come have a glass of wine with me." "Don't be silly, Joseph." And Rachel had come out of the parlor, tears streaming down her face. She had run out of teasing things to say. Her way didn ...
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... girl whenever Grandmother scolds?" He smiled. "My litde Iamb," he said, "a young woman already. And lovely. Isn't she, John?" "Father!" I chided him and blushed. I saw John blush, too. "You know I love you, Sarah," Father said. "You've ...
... girl whenever Grandmother scolds?" He smiled. "My litde Iamb," he said, "a young woman already. And lovely. Isn't she, John?" "Father!" I chided him and blushed. I saw John blush, too. "You know I love you, Sarah," Father said. "You've ...
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... girl, Sarah." I nodded. "Remember what we always talk about? What you always ask me? 'Father,' you say, Svhat matters? What's true? Or what people think?' And what do I always say, Sarah?" "What's true," I answered. I wanted to ask, But ...
... girl, Sarah." I nodded. "Remember what we always talk about? What you always ask me? 'Father,' you say, Svhat matters? What's true? Or what people think?' And what do I always say, Sarah?" "What's true," I answered. I wanted to ask, But ...
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