Jungle Days: Being the Experiences of an American Woman Doctor in IndiaD. Appleton, 1913 - 297 страница |
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... laughed at our at- tempts to amuse her . Our one sadness of the Christmas - time was to find that Kanku had the leprosy . Kanku , a child of South India and a stranger indeed among our Marathis , often wept bitterly over the thought ...
... laughed at our at- tempts to amuse her . Our one sadness of the Christmas - time was to find that Kanku had the leprosy . Kanku , a child of South India and a stranger indeed among our Marathis , often wept bitterly over the thought ...
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... laughed joyfully , " Now I can be with my own people , " and rushed away to her little countrywomen in the Lepers ' Asylum . New Year's Day was celebrated by dining with a prominent Brahman family of Sholapur . The invitation surprised ...
... laughed joyfully , " Now I can be with my own people , " and rushed away to her little countrywomen in the Lepers ' Asylum . New Year's Day was celebrated by dining with a prominent Brahman family of Sholapur . The invitation surprised ...
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... laughed her out of her fears - real fears to her , for the report had spread through the vil- lage that the English people had planned to offer a human sacrifice at the hospital so that luck D Indian carpenters at work sleeping cot ...
... laughed her out of her fears - real fears to her , for the report had spread through the vil- lage that the English people had planned to offer a human sacrifice at the hospital so that luck D Indian carpenters at work sleeping cot ...
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... laughed heartily . She - poor child ! -shocked to the core of her being , hastily retreated with the culprit , who soon reappeared with the offending garment once more draped about her plump figure . Another move and we came to the ...
... laughed heartily . She - poor child ! -shocked to the core of her being , hastily retreated with the culprit , who soon reappeared with the offending garment once more draped about her plump figure . Another move and we came to the ...
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... laughed carelessly : " Oh , never mind those people , they can wait . " Still we did manage by strenuous endeavor to treat practically all who came . Kalvakoontla is a jagir village ; that is , a vil- lage given by the Nizam to some one ...
... laughed carelessly : " Oh , never mind those people , they can wait . " Still we did manage by strenuous endeavor to treat practically all who came . Kalvakoontla is a jagir village ; that is , a vil- lage given by the Nizam to some one ...
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Страница 122 - twill all be well." LXXXIX "Well," murmur'd one, "Let whoso make or buy, My Clay with long Oblivion is gone dry: But fill me with the old familiar Juice, Methinks I might recover by and by.
Страница 146 - to the perpetual memory of the great company of Christian people, chiefly women and children, who near this spot were cruelly massacred by the followers of the rebel Nana Doondoo Funth of Bithoor; and cast, the dying with the dead, into the well below, on the 15th day of July, 1857.
Страница 141 - WHO has not heard of the Vale of Cashmere, With its roses the brightest that earth ever gave, Its temples, and grottos, and fountains as clear As the love-lighted eyes that hang over their wave...
Страница 45 - OH, East is East, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet, Till Earth and Sky stand presently at God's great Judgment Seat; But there is neither East nor West, Border, nor Breed, nor Birth, When two strong men stand face to face, though they come from the ends of the earth!
Страница 145 - Here lies HENRY LAWRENCE, who tried to do his duty. May the Lord have mercy on his soul!
Страница 162 - What is cruel ? The heart of a viper. What is more cruel ? The heart of a woman. What is the most cruel of all ? The heart of a soulless, penniless widow." "He is a fool who considers his wife as his friend.
Страница 167 - A CHRISTIAN! going, gone!" Who bids for God's own image? — for his grace, Which that poor victim of the market-place Hath in her suffering won? My God ! can such things be? Hast thou not said that whatsoe'er is done Unto thy weakest and thy humblest one Is even done to thee? In that sad victim, then, Child of thy pitying love, I see thee stand, — Once more the jest-word of a mocking band, Bound, sold, and scourged again! A Christian up for sale! Wet with her blood your...
Страница 222 - They seem to have been built for the human race, as at once their schools and cathedrals ; full of treasures of illuminated manuscript for the scholar, kindly in simple lessons to the worker, quiet in pale cloisters for the thinker, glorious in holiness for the worshipper.
Страница 175 - THE CHILD. Oh ! the apple of my eye ; Oh ! my darling ; my blissful paradise. Oh ! the apple of my eye, where hast thou hidden thyself ? Oh ! my golden bead ; Oh ! my eyes ; Oh ! my flower, where hast thou hidden thyself ? Oh ! gem-like apple of my eye ; Oh ! my blissful paradise, I do not know how thou hast gone away.