Word: grounds
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Dates: during 1870-1879
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...senses, a rope was fastened around my neck, and to my horror I found that my fears of suspension were about to be realized. For the Professors fastened the rope round a pulley and began to raise me into the air. As soon as my feet left the ground I felt myself suddenly transformed into a bell; I began to swing to and fro, and to ring loudly. At the same time footsteps and voices were heard in the entry. I started up; the bell was ringing for recitation, the students were rushing down stairs, and I found...
...ground with fear, must ye need satiate
...writer seems to think that trees "from some forest primeval," if transplanted to the burying-ground to-morrow, would give the same pleasure to the citizens of Boston as the Paddock Elms did. I very much doubt it. Would an elm transplanted from Boston Common give as much pleasure to the people of Cambridge as the Washington Elm does? Suppose that Massachusetts were to be pulled down and sold for old bricks, would another aged brick building, if moved to its place, inspire us with the same interest and affection which we now feel towards that venerable pile...
...destruction of the Paddock elms is only a stepping-stone to the appropriation of the Burying-Ground, and so on until there is nothing left to seize. And yet this is against the wishes of the majority of the citizens of Boston. Why, then, is it permitted to be done? Because the intelligent men of the country are too much occupied with the promotion of their own ends to trouble themselves about the welfare of the city, state, or nation. They do not attend public meetings, they are wanting at the polls, they make no attempt to fill the public...
...sick, who seek in different ways to be healed by him. Next him, on the left, we have a most realistic group. A mother, old, haggard, and ugly, clasps her hands in despairing supplication to Christ that her daughter may be healed. Her daughter is stretched on the ground, at death's door, having only strength enough to stretch out her hand and try to touch the hem of Christ's garment. On the right we have a mother with her nursling, and wearing a look of incredulity; but she is pulled towards the healer of all ills...