A story which will give young readers an unsurpassed insight into the customs of the Egyptian people. Amuba, a prince of the Rebu nation, is carried with his charioteer Jethro into slavery. They become inmates of the house of Ameres, the Egyptian high-priest, and are happy in his service until the priest's son accidentally kills the sacred cat of Bubastes. In an outburst of popular fury Ameres is killed, and it rests with Jethro and Amuba to secure the escape of the high-priest's son and daughter.
"The story, from the critical moment of the killing of the sacred cat to the perilous exodus into Asia with which it closes, is very skillfully constructed and full of exciting adventures. It is admirably illustrated."—Saturday Review.
With Washington at Monmouth: A Story of Three Philadelphia Boys. By James Otis. 12mo, cloth, price $1.00.
Three Philadelphia boys, Seth Graydon "whose mother conducted a boarding-house which was patronized by the British officers;" Enoch Ball, "son of that Mrs. Ball whose dancing school was situated on Letitia Street," and little Jacob, son of "Chris, the Baker," serve as the principal characters. The story is laid during the winter when Lord Howe held possession of the city, and the lads aid the cause by assisting the American spies who make regular and frequent visits from Valley Forge. One reads here of home-life in the captive city when bread was scarce among the people of the lower classes, and a reckless prodigality shown by the British officers, who passed the winter in feasting and merry-making while the members of the patriot army but a few miles away were suffering from both cold and hunger. The story abounds with pictures of Colonial life skillfully drawn, and the glimpses of Washington's soldiers which are given show that the work has not been hastily done, or without considerable study.
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- [p. 14]: to her degradation[degredation], she had not murmured at the
- [p. 30]: from the deposits of his memory. The Tynwald[Tynwalk], the Prince,
- [p. 35]: spinster[spinister], of the parish of Maughold, and Stephen
- [p. 45]: over the low murmur[murmer] of the sea's gentle swell. "Now is
- [p. 47]: for the house of the Governor[Governer]. It was pointed out to him,
- [p. 55]: "Maybe so, my ven[veen], maybe so."
- [p. 94]: of twenty hard[hards] fists on the table, the rough toast was called
- [p. 95]: more. Very soon they were outside[ouside] the little house in
- [p. 95]: lay and tossed in a strong delirium[delirum]. The wet clothes
- [p. 96]: Nary Crowe's[Browe's] cup. This she did, and more than this, seeming
- [p. 97]: every repetition, and the others joined[foined] him, struggling to
- [p. 109]: her relations with Jason she remembered[rememberd] that she was the
- [p. 112]: this time[sime] suffered curtailment. He was ruining himself at
- [p. 113]: Now the rapid impoverishment of the Governor[Govenor] was forcing
- [p. 114]: the cry of the poor reached the Governor[Govenor] at Castletown. No
- [p. 117]: The Governor was right that there would be no sale[sail] for
- [p. 122]: his seat like one who is dumbfounded[dumfounded].
- [p. 140]: in fury at the bare thought of either being hands[hinds] on their
- [p. 141]: end of it all was a trial for ejectment at Deemster's[Deemsteer's] Court
- [p. 141]: when the six good men of Maughold had clambered[clamered] up to
- [p. 142]: fasten on somebody's[someboby's] throat, or pick up something as a dog
- [p. 145]: better than four years have passed[pass] away since I left the
- [p. 147]: daughter of the Governor-General[Govenor-General]. His name was Jorgen
- [p. 151]: it for Hafnafiord[Hafnafjord]? Certainly it may have put in at the
- [p. 151]: men should have a store like the widow's curse[cruse] to
- [p. 164]: The service came to an end, and he strode[stroke] off, turning
- [p. 168]: given to strange outbursts[outburts] when alone, was as simple and
- [p. 170]: "Jorgen[Jogen] Jorgensen," said the old man, grinning.
- [p. 181]: even to the third and fourth generation of his[His] children."
- [p. 188]: to it and shot the heavy wooden bar[barr] that bolted it.
- [p. 191]: The spokesman of the Court was a middle-aged[middled-aged] man,
- [p. 199]: While the storm lasted all Reykjavik[Reyjavik] lay asleep, and
- [p. 200]: she spoke, lest[least] in the fervor of her plea the Bishop should
- [p. 207]: Thurstan[Thurston] mounted the till-board of his own cart, and
- [p. 208]: "Ay," said Stean[Steam].
- [p. 212]: "Ay[An], and a pretty penny it has cost us to fetch it," said
- [p. 222]: her mouth. But he recked[wrecked] nothing of this, and only
- [p. 240]: Then, with a sense of his wise brother's pitiable[pitable] blunderheadedness,
- [p. 242]: the space within that had been allotted[alloted] to the public was
- [p. 244]: "It is no doubt your concernment[concerment] to know what events
- [p. 244]: I can only claim your indulgence in withholding[witholding] that part
- [p. 244]: that dead stillness[stillnes] to rise to a cry.
- [p. 247]: exalted[axalted]. Our young President has this day sat down in
- [p. 267]: rise but she[he] could not, while its terrified eyeballs stood out
- [p. 268]: safe, and with its load squared and righted on her[his] back.
- [p. 279]: And while their warders dozed[dosed] in the heat of the noonday
- [p. 280]: us two. You're [a] gentleman, and I'm only a rough fellow.
- [p. 321]: plunging along in the darkness[darknes], trusting solely to the sight
- [p. 323]: he had been the head and centre. But when the people[peo]
- [p. 324]: blind man?" So the end of all was that Sunlocks[Sunlock] was put
- [p. 342]: "At Akureyri[Akuyeri], Husavik, Reykjavik, the desert—everywhere,
- [p. 342]: "Jason," she said again, "it was not altogether[altogeter] my fault.
- [p. 348]: The good woman who is housekeeper[houskeeper] here will lead you——"
- [p. 350]: "All is ready," he whispered. "He says he[be] may recover
- [p. 357]: of the Arctic[Artic] seas, there is a pyramid of lava blocks, now
- [p. 6]: Captain[Captain's] Kidd's Gold: The True Story of an Adventurous Sailor