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New Ground. by the Author of 'the Heir of Redclyffe'.
New Ground by the Author of 'the Heir of Redclyffe' Author:Charlotte Mary Yonge General Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1868 Notes: This is a black and white OCR reprint of the original. It has no illustrations and there may be typos or missing text. When you buy the General Books edition of this book you get free trial access to Million-Books.com where you can select from more than a million book... more »s for free. Excerpt: CHAPTER VI. ' We're every one a warrior sworn, And each must do the most he am -- Use all his powers, though faint and few ; Give prayers and soothing words, and alms ; Else Hermon hath for us no dew, And Gilead's bowers no precious balms.' Mrs. Alexander. About five o'clock in the morning, Grace was diverted by hearing Sarah, in her lower shelf, dreamily observing to herself that it was St. Thomas's day -- the shortest day. ' The longest day,' argued Grace, laughing. ' Why, it's broad daylight! How many hours do you expect to find in the day on the 21st of June, if this is the shortest? Though this is but a poor longest day, after all -- two hours too short!' Nevertheless, Sarah stuck to it that it was the shortest day, because it was St. Thomas's. 'But what will you do about Christmas, Sarah? That is coming in four days, you know!' ' No -- won't it wait for the winter ?' Poor Sarah could not get it into her head that the Feasts and the seasons did not go together; if the seasons were turned upside down, she thought the holy-days must follow them too. It was one of those simple things that sometimes one mind, sometimes another, cannot understand, while the rest of the world really cannot see the puzzle. However, it was a more pressing care to know how Snowball was. Poor thing! she still looked abject and shabby, and had lost her sleekness, but she did not seem to be in a dangerous state; and Louisa, who presently came to the door to inquire after her, reported that they were in the bay, and that there would be milk for her breakfast. Everybody was up and astir -- some indeed having...« less