ILLUSTRATIONS.
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| "They stood in the Shade of the western Door" | Frontispiece |
| "A Class in the Front, with their Readers, were telling, with difficult Pains" | 19 |
| "And nodded obliquely, and muttered, 'Them 'ere is my Sentiments tew'" | 23 |
| "When grave Baw Beese, the Indian Chief, had beaded the Neck of the pale-face Miss" | 27 |
| "Hiding e'en from the Dark his Face" | 35 |
| "E'en in your Desolation you are not quite unblest" | 37 |
| "Himself on the Door-stone idly sitting" | 41 |
| "He runs and stumbles, leaps and clambers" | 45 |
| Rob, the Pauper | 50 |
| "And Bess said, 'Keep still, for there's Plenty of Room'" | 55 |
| "Several Times he, with Policy stern, repressed a Desire to break out of the Churn" | 57 |
| "And there his plump Limbs through the Orifice swung" | 59 |
| "Alice, the country Maiden, with the sweet loving Face" | 65 |
| "My Boy! come in! come in!" | 71 |
| "The Mother, who carries the Key to Thomas' Heart" | 74 |
| "I threw them as far as I could throw" | 78 |
| The Christmas Baby | 80, 81, 82, 83 |
| "They who in Mountain and Hill-side and Dell" | 90 |
| "And does Columbia love her dead?" | 93 |
| "When a Man throws the Treasures of his Life" | 97 |
| "E'en when was fixed, with far-resounding strokes" | 109 |
| "How happy are We!" | 119 |
| "'Twas a bright, glorious March! full of Joys that were New" | 123 |
| "And loudly wild Accents of Terror came pealing from Thousands of Throats" | 141 |
| Ship "City of Boston" | 147 |
| Some Time | 157 |
| "With the World, Flesh, and—Lad of General Work" | 171 |
| "The Public Heart's Prime-ministers are We" | 179 |
Farm Legends.
FARM LEGENDS.