Blacksmith and scholar, by Mortimer and Frances Collins. 1883Chatto and Windus, 1883 |
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Page 65
... Macnamara the blacksmith had taken him on to prevent his starving , and the poor creature had quite fallen in love with the bellows work . The other persons , hard at work between anvil and furnace , were Macnamara himself and his man ...
... Macnamara the blacksmith had taken him on to prevent his starving , and the poor creature had quite fallen in love with the bellows work . The other persons , hard at work between anvil and furnace , were Macnamara himself and his man ...
Page 66
... Macnamara and Ralph to look round . The black- smith had a friendly countenance . " I'm a blacksmith from England , " said Robert . " Can you give me any work , sir ? ” " Well ! " cried Macnamara , " this is fine . Do you mean to say ...
... Macnamara and Ralph to look round . The black- smith had a friendly countenance . " I'm a blacksmith from England , " said Robert . " Can you give me any work , sir ? ” " Well ! " cried Macnamara , " this is fine . Do you mean to say ...
Page 67
... Macnamara , " I'm sure I shall feel honoured if you come to work at my forge . Have you come to live at New Bratton ? " 66 ' Why , haven't I just come and offered myself as a blacksmith , " said Robert , laughing . " I shall expect very ...
... Macnamara , " I'm sure I shall feel honoured if you come to work at my forge . Have you come to live at New Bratton ? " 66 ' Why , haven't I just come and offered myself as a blacksmith , " said Robert , laughing . " I shall expect very ...
Page 68
... Macnamara looked rather a formidable fellow , yet had he a friendly face . Robert thought he might be one of the Robin Hood or Rob Roy class , who take from the rich and give , perchance , a tithe of their takings to the poor . In a ...
... Macnamara looked rather a formidable fellow , yet had he a friendly face . Robert thought he might be one of the Robin Hood or Rob Roy class , who take from the rich and give , perchance , a tithe of their takings to the poor . In a ...
Page 69
... ' Tis that Kezia may go away and get married , and leave me alone . " Robert looked up . The girl was blushing . She put her large red hand on her master's shoulder , and said- " I'll never forsake thee , Adam Macnamara . " IDA . 69.
... ' Tis that Kezia may go away and get married , and leave me alone . " Robert looked up . The girl was blushing . She put her large red hand on her master's shoulder , and said- " I'll never forsake thee , Adam Macnamara . " IDA . 69.
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