Identifier: stnicholasserial221dodg (find matches)
Title: St. Nicholas (serial)
Year: 1873 (1870s)
Authors: Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905
Subjects: Children's literature
Publisher: (New York : Scribner & Co.)
Contributing Library: Information and Library Science Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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to See her There, by Leon Guipon, page178 — Go way! Go way ! They re Flowers ! by G. Varian, page 266 — Portrait of a Child, from a painting byJ. W. Alexander, page 354 — Looking up into his Face, she said : Thou Hast My Word, Sir, by C. M. Relyea,page 442. DEPARTMENTS.Jack-in-the-Pulpit. (Illustrated.) Introduction—While Stars of Christmas Shine—Swift Travelers — The Bugaboo — Is it a Yule Log?(illustrated), 166; Introduction — Voltaires Riddle — To Help Your Memory — The Uncle from Over theSea — In Dakota — A Moonlight Frolic (picture), 430; Introduction — An Inch of Rain — A Florida Leaf—Reflections of a Cat — The Long and Short of It — Level-headed Dogs and Bees — A Creature with ManyHeads (illustrated), 520. Plays and Music. A Song of the Year Virginia Woodward Cloud.. I2i, Through the Scissors 346 The Letter-box. (Illustrated) S4. 172, 261, 350, 436, 524 The Riddle-box. (Illustrated) S-, 175. 263. 351, 439, 527 Editorial Notes 261,350 lllllll
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o Bo s § 1 Z ri O H ST. NICHOLAS. Vol. XXII. NOVEMBER, 1894. Copyright, 1894, by The Century Co. All rights reserved. No. 1. A BOY OF THE FIRST EMPIRE. By Elbridge S. Brooks. Chapter I. UNCLE BIBICHE. On a certain June morning in the year 1806,when the sunshine flooded all things, and everynightingale in France seemed practising for thepost of court singer, a boy lay at the foot ofone of the great chestnuts in the park of St.Cloud. He was small, disreputable-looking, and di-lapidated,— a tramp, and a ragged little trampat that; but his eye was bright and snappy;his tangled hair, crowned with the wreck ofa red liberty-cap, was thick and golden; andhis face, though it bore the stamp of povertyas it bore its crust of grime, had that careless,happy-go-lucky air that marks the street-boy ofany great city. His restless eyes took in everything the noblepark had to offer. He was evidently on thelookout for some place or some person. But.tired with his ten-mile tramp, and overpoweredby thestnicholasserial221dodg

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