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id: 45390
author: Anonymous
title: Winter
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summary:
  [Illustration: 003] |The birds, quite mute, the trees, stripped of their green livery, the shortened days and lengthened nights, together with the piercing winds and pinching frosts, now show us that winter is come: stern Winter, which resembles Old Age, or the closing scene. The new fallen snow caps the mountains, and covers the valleys, with a white and beautiful vesture, which is thrown into many curious forms, folds, and ridges, by the rude blasts of the driving winds.


id: 17764
author: Anonymous
title: King Winter
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summary:
  [Illustration] Tell us about King Winter, And about Jack Frost, his man; We'll not be noisy or naughty at all, But as good as ever we can. [Illustration] King Winter laughs at the sport, Cries Bravo! and claps his hands, And calling in haste for his man, Jack Frost, He gives him these commands:


id: 20226
author: Whittier, John Greenleaf
title: Snow-Bound A Winter Idyll
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summary:
  With Illustrations_ The moon above the eastern wood Shone at its full; the hill-range stood [Illustration] Transfigured in the silver flood, Its blown snows flashing cold and keen, Dead white, save where some sharp ravine Took shadow, or the sombre green Of hemlocks turned to pitchy black Against the whiteness at their back.


id: 10220
author: Garis, Howard Roger
title: Daddy Takes Us Skating
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  CHAPTER X CUTTING THE ICE Hal and Mab Blake were awake very early the next morning. And we'll ask Daddy Blake what makes us warm inside when we run, went on Hal, and then we'll tell you that, Sammie.


id: 37837
author: Lucia, Rose
title: Peter and Polly in Winter
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summary:
  At last Peter found the most beautiful star of all. Poor Peter had somehow got his hand stuck to his hair.


id: 15655
author: Hawley, Mabel C.
title: Four Little Blossoms and Their Winter Fun
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summary:
  Oh, dear, what will Mother say? The news soon spread among the others that little Meg Blossom had lost her gold locket, and all the boys and girls turned to with a will to help her search for it. Meg and Bobby Blossom demanded the moment they opened the front door.


id: 42040
author: Snell, Roy J. (Roy Judson)
title: The Cruise of the O Moo
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summary:
  So Marian had given up the major portion of the money paid to her by the Ethnological Society for her sketches and Lucile had abandoned all hope of receiving money from her father for a university education. Lucile smiled now as she recalled this bit of crude reasoning.


id: 14546
author: Emerson, Alice B.
title: Betty Gordon at Mountain Camp; Or, The Mystery of Ida Bellethorne
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  Betty and Bob became loyal friends, and when Betty, in the second volume, called Betty Gordon in Washington, had fairly to run away from Bramble Farm to meet her Uncle Dick in the national capital, badly treated Bob ran away likewise, on the track of somebody who knew about his mother's relatives. Oh, Betty Gordon! Well, now what's the matter? asked Betty.


id: 28873
author: Carruth, Hayden
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title:
  Track's End Being the Narrative of Judson Pitcher's Strange Winter Spent There as Told by Himself and Edited by Hayden Carruth Including an Accurate Account of His Numerous Adventures, and the Facts Concerning His Several Surprising Escapes from Death Now First Printed in Full

summary:
  During the worst storms I used to sleep on the lounge in the hotel office, but at other times I always retired to the other building and took in the drawbridge. I don't know as there is much other good news to write, except that it is good news, and maybe quite strange news, that I am still alive at all in such a place.


id: 32090
author: Garis, Howard Roger
title: The Curlytops Snowed In; Or, Grand Fun with Skates and Sleds
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  Then is not a good time to try to make snow houses, snow men or big snowballs. Big snow man in yard, answered Baby William.


id: 46540
author: Finley, Martha
title: Elsie's Winter Trip
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  cried little Elsie, with a shudder of disgust. Poor thing! sighed little Elsie, I don't know how men can have the heart to be so cruel to animals that are not dangerous.


id: 41603
author: Richards, Laura Elizabeth Howe
title: Toto's Merry Winter
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summary:
  Said it in a very rude way, you know. and off ran boy Toto, with his basket of eggs, leaving the two old hens to scratch about in the hay, clucking rather sadly over the memories of their own chickenhood, when they, too, went to parties, instead of laying eggs for other people's festivities.


id: 21725
author: Ballantyne, R. M. (Robert Michael)
title: The Coxswain's Bride; also, Jack Frost and Sons; and, A Double Rescue
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  The end of it was that, three weeks later, these four, with many other men and women of all ranks and conditions, found themselves on board the good ship _ One Christmas morning, at the time we write of, Jack and his two sons went careering, in a happy-go-lucky sort of way, along the London streets towards the west end, blinding people's eyes as they went, reversing umbrellas, overturning old women, causing young men to stagger, and treating hats in general as if they had been black footballs.


id: 38431
author: Hill, Grace Brooks
title: The Corner House Girls Snowbound How They Went Away, What They Discovered, and How It Ended
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  Before Mr. Howbridge and M'Graw had reached the Lodge Neale O'Neil came tearing after them. Roughs and toughs, like this Sammy Pinkney boy, can roll in the snow like porpoises in the sea; but little girls would much better stay indoor and dance 'Katie Beardie.' Oh, Mrs. Mac!


id: 35042
author: Stoddard, William O.
title: Winter Fun
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  There was the deacon (who insisted on driving), and aunt Judith, and Mrs. Stebbins and Vosh, and Corry, and Susie Hudson and Porter, and Penelope, in the sleigh, with Ponto all around outside of it; besides all the baskets of luncheon, the fishing-tackle, axes, and guns. His description was very good, of how the buck led the wolves into Deacon Farnham's kitchen; and how Mrs. Farnham and aunt Judith and Mrs. Stebbins, and Susie Hudson and Pen, were there all alone, eating apples, till the men came in from hunting, and helped them.


id: 21718
author: Ballantyne, R. M. (Robert Michael)
title: The Big Otter
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  Indians are God's creatures as well as white men, and many of them are a great deal better creatures than many white men, but-- At this point my mental remarks ceased, for I observed, to my surprise, that Eve opened a small book, and from the continuous tone of her voice, I knew that she was reading. He has sent Big Otter back to us in good time, and, see, has He not also sent white men to help us? The war-party was detained on our arrival until we should hold a palaver with the old chief and principal braves.


