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Word: lowing (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1870-1879
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Where soft and low the gentle branches sway...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: No Headline | 10/9/1874 | See Source »

...that my son Governeur shall have the best education that can be furnished him in England or America; but my express will and direction are, that under no circumstances shall he be sent to the Colony of Connecticut for that purpose, lest in his youth he should imbibe that low craft and cunning so incident to the people of that country, and which are so interwoven in their constitution that they cannot conceal it from the world, though many of them, under the sanctified garb of religion, have attempted to impose themselves upon the world as honest...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Brevities. | 6/19/1874 | See Source »

...States one vast garrison like Prussia, or get into the habit of picking international quarrels unnecessarily; but all our experience tells us that a certain amount of preparation is nothing more than prudence, and that it is a poor policy to allow our military knowledge to fall to so low an ebb that a war is rendered longer and more bloody by the inadequate provision to meet...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: THE BOWDOIN MUTINY. | 6/5/1874 | See Source »

...door, and we perceive no patent iron mantel, or fireplace. And my search for the Ebon shield and motto is repaid only by the inscription, "J. C. W. 1792," which, though long since filled with the janitor's putty, is still discernible just above the grate. The ceiling is low, and no cornice adorns the walls, but the windows command an excellent view of the Yard, and the comfortable window-seats and the pervading venerable aspect of the apartment made up, we thought, for all its deficiencies. And then, after a time, the room became so filled with curious...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: NO. 43. | 5/8/1874 | See Source »

ONCE a careless man went to the cellar and stuck the candle in what he thought was a keg of black sand. He sat near it drinking wine until the candle burned low. Nearer and nearer it got to the black sand; nearer and nearer, until the blaze reached the black sand; and it was sand, - nothing happened...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: OUR EXCHANGES. | 5/8/1874 | See Source »

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