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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... sleeping. Look at him, ruffles at his throat, wearing black broadcloth like it was December in Boston. A minister, he ... sleep. Grandmother? She could scare him off. She could scare the British off the hill. They should have let her go ...
... sleeping. Look at him, ruffles at his throat, wearing black broadcloth like it was December in Boston. A minister, he ... sleep. Grandmother? She could scare him off. She could scare the British off the hill. They should have let her go ...
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... 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've been traveling ...
... 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've been traveling ...
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... sleeping it off. He won't go unless he stops here first He promised me." I tried not to show any feeling in my face. "And? Reason two?" "Because I already gave a deposition about Lexington. To the Provincial Congress." "They gave it ...
... sleeping it off. He won't go unless he stops here first He promised me." I tried not to show any feeling in my face. "And? Reason two?" "Because I already gave a deposition about Lexington. To the Provincial Congress." "They gave it ...
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