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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... gone to market. No more sickness in her bones. She's come to life in Watertown. All the prominent Whigs are here. Anyway, I've never asked her for help and I'll not start now. Where is everyone else who lives in this home? Oh yes, the ...
... gone to market. No more sickness in her bones. She's come to life in Watertown. All the prominent Whigs are here. Anyway, I've never asked her for help and I'll not start now. Where is everyone else who lives in this home? Oh yes, the ...
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... gone. That one gets only so many chances to make things right with another human being. And then it is too late. He has not been around much, for one thing. Since the twenty-second of April he has been too busy. Making an army. Father ...
... gone. That one gets only so many chances to make things right with another human being. And then it is too late. He has not been around much, for one thing. Since the twenty-second of April he has been too busy. Making an army. Father ...
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... gone mad?" she said to me in passing. "He's so young and alive. Why does he want a rendezvous with death?" And without waiting for an answer, she'd run upstairs. Later I heard her sobbing in her room. So there it was, plain as the nose ...
... gone mad?" she said to me in passing. "He's so young and alive. Why does he want a rendezvous with death?" And without waiting for an answer, she'd run upstairs. Later I heard her sobbing in her room. So there it was, plain as the nose ...
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... gone no further than North Writing School, my father has great respect for education. "Tell him 'later' and mayhap he won't come back," he advised. But now the man was back, coming through the gate, down the walk. I opened the door ...
... gone no further than North Writing School, my father has great respect for education. "Tell him 'later' and mayhap he won't come back," he advised. But now the man was back, coming through the gate, down the walk. I opened the door ...
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... gone." But there were tears in her eyes. "And all he cares about is the silver coffeepot he's making for Paul Dudley Sargent" She meant Father. "He cares about us. He's just brooding." I hated Debby and loved her all at the same time ...
... gone." But there were tears in her eyes. "And all he cares about is the silver coffeepot he's making for Paul Dudley Sargent" She meant Father. "He cares about us. He's just brooding." I hated Debby and loved her all at the same time ...
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