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A Brave Little Quakeress A Tradition Of The Revolution

Auhtor: E Roe

Language: english

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Review by Bob Tobias, November 2009


Rating: (****)
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Excerpts from the Book 'A Brave Little Quakeress A Tradition Of The Revolution':

... when in the proper position, were rolled into the huge fireplace that yawned like a sooty cavern at the farther end of the apartment. A modern ...
... old massive style that outlasts many generations. All the windows were protected by stout oaken shutters which, when closed, almost transformed ...
... While indisposed to fight, it was evident that the good man intended to interpose between himself and his enemies all the passive resistance ...
... an intense desire for revenge. This fact, well known to the farmer, kept him constantly on his guard, and filled his wife and daughter Phebe ...
... an adjacent knoll Phebe often watched this place, while her father, with a lad in his employ, completed their work about the barn. When the shadows ...
... danger, and as the sequel proved, she could do far more. The farmer's habits were well known, and the ruffians of the mountains were aware ...
... among the trees. Soon afterward she caught a glimpse of two other horsemen on the second mountain road. One of these soon came into full ...
... live coals on the hearth, but they did not give out enough heat to prevent the ruffians from descending. Two of them were already in the chimney, ...
... again to give birth to a little one that would need a father's protection and support! As the young girl lay in her little attic room, with dilated ...
... to anybody, at this time of night and his wife, now lying ill and helpless on a bed in the adjoining room, added her entreaty to that of ...
... man could think what to do, the door flew open from the pressure of half a dozen wild-looking desperadoes, and he was powerless in their grasp. ...
... the trammel or iron hook in the great chimney. You can't smoke us out this time, they shouted. You've now got to settle with the avengers ...
... to direct her movements when the ruffians again entered and furious with rage, they again seized and hanged her father, while one, more brutal ...
... clatter of their horses' hoofs had not died away before the intrepid girl had opened the shutter of a window nearest the ground, and springing ...
... who would indeed have been a ghastly and awful object to all but the eyes of love. Oh, Phebe, I hope-I almost believe thy father lives! ...
... life. I can tell thee what to do if thee has the courage. Phebe had the courage and with deft hands did her mother's bidding. She ...
... before he ceased from his labors he had dressed thirty wounds. The story told by Phebe had been as brief as it was terrible-for she was ...
... Come, neighbors, it's time for deeds. That brave little woman ought to make a man of every mother's son of us and he dashed away so furiously ...
... Although the horses of the marauders were tired, their riders were so well acquainted with the fastnesses of the wilderness that they led ...
... in her drawing-room revealed that but at the close of the particular evening which it was our privilege to select there occurred a trivial incident.E ...