A Sketch of the Life of John M. Todd: (sixty-two Years in a Barber Shop) and Reminiscences of His CustomersW. W. Roberts Company, 1906 - 322 pages |
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... hard and said , " Whose boy are you ? Go home and tell your mother to teach you politeness . " I felt it keenly , for I thought mother had taught me politeness . He did not like it because I said David Dunlap . We were taught to show ...
... hard and said , " Whose boy are you ? Go home and tell your mother to teach you politeness . " I felt it keenly , for I thought mother had taught me politeness . He did not like it because I said David Dunlap . We were taught to show ...
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... hard - tack - no soft bread at that time aboard of any ship . The first night out the crew , most of them under the influence of liquor , insisted that I should drink with them , but I said , " No rum for me , " and they were offended ...
... hard - tack - no soft bread at that time aboard of any ship . The first night out the crew , most of them under the influence of liquor , insisted that I should drink with them , but I said , " No rum for me , " and they were offended ...
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... hard she had worked and struggled , How much she suffered and bore ! Keeping soul and body together , Begging from door to door . Only three desolate children , Three little girls - enough To suffer a slow starvation And the cold ...
... hard she had worked and struggled , How much she suffered and bore ! Keeping soul and body together , Begging from door to door . Only three desolate children , Three little girls - enough To suffer a slow starvation And the cold ...
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... hard , but , my dear son , you have always had a bed to sleep on and food to eat ; you have never put your children to bed feeling that they had retired with scanty food , as I have mine — no , nor you never will . But you were born a ...
... hard , but , my dear son , you have always had a bed to sleep on and food to eat ; you have never put your children to bed feeling that they had retired with scanty food , as I have mine — no , nor you never will . But you were born a ...
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... hard indeed for him on whom the public gaze is forever fixed , either to detract or praise , especially when the tar bucket is in view . " They did not visit me to mob me , for the bark that was signalled stood in near the Cape , got ...
... hard indeed for him on whom the public gaze is forever fixed , either to detract or praise , especially when the tar bucket is in view . " They did not visit me to mob me , for the bark that was signalled stood in near the Cape , got ...
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A Sketch of the Life of John M Todd: Sixty-Two Years in A Barber Shop and ... John M. Todd No preview available - 2008 |
SKETCH OF THE LIFE OF JOHN M T John M. B. 1821 Todd,Harry Houdini Collection (Library of Con No preview available - 2016 |
SKETCH OF THE LIFE OF JOHN M T John M. B. 1821 Todd,Harry Houdini Collection (Library of Con No preview available - 2016 |
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Page 219 - Tis of the wave and not the rock; 'Tis but the flapping of the sail, And not a rent made by the gale! In spite of rock and tempest roar, In spite of false lights on the shore, Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea! Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee...
Page 223 - And neither the angels in heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee...
Page 262 - And I will punish the world for their evil, and the wicked for their iniquity ; and I will cause the arrogancy of the proud to cease, and will lay low the haughtiness of the terrible. I will make a man more precious than fine gold ; even a man than the golden wedge of Ophir.
Page 222 - And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. I was a child and she was a child. In this kingdom by the sea, But we loved with a love that was more than love, I and my Annabel Lee; With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven Coveted her and me.
Page 231 - ABOU BEN ADHEM (may his tribe increase!) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace, And saw within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich and like a lily in bloom, An angel writing in a book of gold: Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the presence in the room he said, "What writest thou?" The vision raised its head, And, with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord.
Page 222 - I was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea, But we loved with a love that was more than love, I and my Annabel Lee; With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven Coveted her and me. And this was the reason...
Page 246 - FOR A' THAT, AND A' THAT. Is there, for honest poverty, That hangs his head, and a' that; The coward slave, we pass him by, We dare be poor for a
Page 219 - We know what Master laid thy keel, What Workmen wrought thy ribs of steel, Who made each mast, and sail, and rope, What anvils rang, what hammers beat, In what a forge, and what a heat Were shaped the anchors of thy hope!
Page 280 - BATTLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLIC Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord: He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword: His truth is marching on.
Page 220 - Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay: Princes and lords may flourish, or may fade; A breath can make them, as a breath has made: But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroyed, can never be supplied.