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.