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The famous book The Spy by James Fenimore Cooper. Originally published in 1821, The Spy is the first literary success of James Fenimore Cooper. Enjoy this wonderful tale The Spy today!
familiarly called continental money. This term “continental”was applied to the army, the congress, the ships of war, and, in short, to almost every thing or interest which belonged to the new government. It would seem to have been invented as the opposite of the insular position of the mother country. CHAPTER XXIII “And now her charms are fading fast, Her spirits now no more are gay: Alas! that beauty cannot last! That flowers so sweet so soon decay! How sad appears The vale of years,
which has so well aided us in our infancy, may continue to smile on our manhood. [1831; 1849] CHAPTER I And though amidst the calm of thought entire, Some high and haughty features might betray A soul impetuous once — ’twas earthly fire That fled composure’s intellectual ray, As Etna’s fires grow dim before the rising day. — GERTRUDE OF WYOMING It was near the close of the year 1780, that a solitary traveller was seen pursuing his way through one of the numerous little valleys of
own boldness, she employed herself in tumbling over the contents of her work-basket, silently hoping the remark would be unnoticed. The traveller had turned his face from one sister to the other, as they had spoken in succession, and an almost imperceptible movement of the muscles of his mouth betrayed a new emotion, as he playfully enquired of the younger — “May I venture to ask, what inference you would draw from that fact?” Frances blushed yet deeper at this direct appeal to her opinions
country — be American.” The ardent girl kissed her hand to him as he retired, and then instantly applying it with its beautiful fellow to her burning cheeks, ran into her own apartment to hide her confusion. Between the open sarcasm of Frances, and the ill-concealed disdain of the young man, Colonel Wellmere had felt himself placed in an awkward predicament; but ashamed to resent such trifles in the presence of his mistress, he satisfied himself with observing, superciliously, as Dunwoodie left
Mason, finding, by the breathing of the Captain, that his own good-night would be unheard, hastened to pay his respects to the ladies — after which he mounted, and followed the troop at the top of his horsed speed. CHAPTER X On some fond breast the parting soul relies, Some pious drops the closing eye requires E’en from the tomb the voice of nature cries, E’en in our ashes live their wonted fires. — GRAY The possessions of Mr. Wharton extended to some distance on each side of the house