Concordance for A garden of roses : Stories and sketches / By Maurice Francis Egan.

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1.   of the windows were drawn, keep out the gray and a softly tinted lamp stood on the t
2. ot quarrelling. Is the skirt of my yet, black gown done it mamma? You said I might ha
3. had thrown off her wraps. ; cheeks were red from the sharp air outside. She smiled
4. smiled cheerily, and kissed Margaret on brown She had never met the other she shook h
5. shook hands with them. girls before Her brown hair was smoothly arranged her neatness
6. rl The ran to the door. threw aside her white apron, and In about twenty minutes she
7. on that she might have some wonderfully red maple leaves for the little shrine of t
8. will be grand." have time to fix up my black silk," said Margaret. "lam sorry Mrs. d
9. ng a little, " if you will give me your black silk it like gown O Mrs. d'Eresby wore
10. im parlor Mrs. Wyckoff lay peaceful and white in her coffin, her breast covered with
11. t three weeks, and Mary Hackett, in her black May ; gown, in sat looking at the old v
12. de her choke the remembrance of the dim blue eyes looking through their glasses at t
13. tie, how carefully ; brushed his glossy black suit, ! how bright orchestra all his be
14. was rather short in stature, with dark-blue eyes, brown hair, a turned-up nose, and
15. short in stature, with dark-blue eyes, brown hair, a turned-up nose, and a sprinklin
16. for Easter, is just out. What a bank of white hyacinths? Oh, I wish father could see
17. a bunch of taught to forgive injuries. red carnations, and gave them to her visito
18. el." Mrs. Schmid watched Mary, her fat, red hands clasped over her heart, as Mary s
19. clean and its hair combed. It had big, blue eyes, which, with tears in them, remind
20. d, many things were took some pieces of black Then providing herself with her needle,
21. grinned with pleasure. Had he not a new black necktie and a pair of cuffs which Mary
22. she returned from Mass The scent of the white and purple hyacinth ! came through the
23. ed from Mass The scent of the white and purple hyacinth ! came through the shut glass
24. helmina, the little pig-tails tied with red ribbon, and with marks of much rubbing
25. e apples, sugar, and milk. The spray of white hyacinths with which she THE SECRET OF
26. . little box of sham- A rock and one of white clover, now in bloom, had been her fath
27. r father. It was laden with small, deep-red, single flowers. When August returned,
28. on gave out. The Japanese roses were so red that they rivalled the carnations ; and
29. of Mrs. Schmid's market-basket. Thirty red, white, and green in glittering silver
30. rs. Schmid's market-basket. Thirty red, white, and green in glittering silver holders
31. s market-basket. Thirty red, white, and green in glittering silver holders and bunche
32. rs. Schmid, "Ach, wunderschon her bare, red arms in her apron. wrapping August, run
33. ult to injury, Madame thought. She grew red in the face, and gave Pierrot a box in
34. which he had drawn with charcoal on her white garprovisions ; ret wall, was much well
35. y," she said, very well spoiled my nice white wall, but you To-morrow I shall shan't
36. Cheval Rouge, was an inn friend in The Red Horse, landlady was a Nantes. Its of Ma
37. nt and one ; morning Pierrot, with eyes red from weeping, and with his basket, cont
38. basket, containing his clothes and two white mice, presented himself at Le Cheval Ro
39. ns, instead of a hat, she would make it red-hot for him before he put it on. Poor P
40. ched dry land in safety, and the of the Red Horse was graciously call pleased to Pi
41. he best of terms. His experience at the Red Horse learned him the value of home, an
42. scaping from the meshes of the graceful white clouds, was just beginning to touch the
43. up rather quickly, however, with a long red scratch on them last night her nose. "
44. the air of a philosopher. " These pale, white roses are such beauties here's ! two mo
45. light, and dashed headforemost into the red rose-bush. "There " Take care, Bridget,
46. UNE ROSES. your face will look drawn in red ink " ! 83 rivers like a map, with the
47. " nosegay with a meaning, replied Nora. red roses remind me of Our Saviour's Blood
48. es remind me of Our Saviour's Blood the white roses of the stainless heart of His Mot
49. ght steel bars. o fj Q little bird with blue-tipped wings. "It's only Jack's jay," s
50. ack a It was a very trees huge bunch of red, pink, yellow, and white roses, telling
51. s a very trees huge bunch of red, pink, yellow, and white roses, telling him at the sa
52. es huge bunch of red, pink, yellow, and white roses, telling him at the same time tha
53. hin its He did not notice the flight of purple petals. time as he held the flower in v
54. t fell from the stained window upon the white lilies grouped around the Blessed VirNe
55. unbroken field of ice glittered in the red light of the Arctic sun. In the distanc
56. n their business to notice that a large white bear had just rounded a corner of the i
57. a perfect picture of neatness. the snow-white boards of the floor to the The room was
58. level of his shoulders. turned her hair gray, but her face was still kind and cheerf
59. he tuft of shamrock that grew in a very red flower-pot. Joe's mother had brought th
60. to please old Maher. I say, what's that green thing you've got in in your button-hole
61. n-hole, Murphy?" " Shamrock." "You're a green 'un," sneered Tyrrell; faith I'd not be
62. s moment for you," said Joe, gravely. a gray-haired, kind-looking Tyrrell at once ru
63. pockets, and then his face became very red. Tyrrell had been watching him. He seiz
64. my dear Maria, for she had golden hair, blue my 118 STOKIES AND SKETCHES. eyes, a fa
65. er arms the latter held a pretty little white cat. All at once my interest became cen
66. and a soap-dish upon it, the ing-glass, yellow-haired maiden poured out some water. I
67. . water, ! cried, tiny kettle, her once white apron covered with charcoal. The two gi
68. in a in it. What could it be ? A small gray morning gown, trimmed with It green rib
69. mall gray morning gown, trimmed with It green ribbons, and a cape on its shoulders wa
70. occupant of the maintained its was the white cat ! seat with the gravity of a A GOOD
71. heat with cold water, and the The tiny white paws ceremony proceeded. were soaped, s
72. tle Maria and the elder mistress of the white cat. Maria always wore an air of grave
73. he rat ? " ' ' "Oh, he is sweet! He's a white rat as white as Faradet. country," said
74. ' "Oh, he is sweet! He's a white rat as white as Faradet. country," said portance, ye
75. ed I liked rats quickly. even less than white cats. From that day I had two girls and
76. keep something The dog Ravande and the white rat had not ; "We yet been admitted to
77. "And Faradet?" she repeated, " Faradet white conies, of course." quarter of an hour
78. e cage, made slight strokes at the legs white claws of the rat, who began his cries o
79. Frost pinched poor little Nora's cheeks purple, and almost froze the tears in her blue
80. rple, and almost froze the tears in her blue Her efforts It eyes. At to fall, the en
81. STORIES AND SKETCHES. cheeks soon grew red again. arrived days reached the city, t
82. a tent, over which was unfurled a tiny red, white and blue flag. Their toys were k
83. nt, over which was unfurled a tiny red, white and blue flag. Their toys were kept in
84. hich was unfurled a tiny red, white and blue flag. Their toys were kept in the tent,
85. Christi. " I want you to the prettiest red and white roses you can get find for Ou
86. . " I want you to the prettiest red and white roses you can get find for Our Blessed
87. ses surrounded them. Above was the deep blue sky, and all around the sunlit air. Cli
88. ushes bearing ! ' ' ! above sweet, rich red roses stood everywhere them towered whi
89. red roses stood everywhere them towered white roses, and here and there ; a yellow ro
90. red white roses, and here and there ; a yellow rose lifted its face to the sun. The ;
91. up for the loss of the fragrance of the purple and white lilacs. In one place a red ro
92. loss of the fragrance of the purple and white lilacs. In one place a red rose-bush, c
93. purple and white lilacs. In one place a red rose-bush, covered with magnificent flo
94. ed petals, had become en- twined with a white rose-bush, whose flowers, half-opened,
95. ke one of 142 the STORIES AND SKETCHES. white roses, uttering an exclamation rnustn t
96. that, the flow- You mustn't offer ! Him white roses when you are angry with me Jennie
97. ate Heart of the Blessed Mother and the red ones the Heart of Our Lord. You ought n
98. listened like dew-drops in the that the white ! white petals. " I am sorry to have of
99. like dew-drops in the that the white ! white petals. " I am sorry to have offended t
100. d and cap. there were three splashes of red brick-dust on ; his face and hands. in
101. r jacket turned inside out, but with no red paint on and no broom-stick. The boy wi
102. ance, he had passed around a very small green apple and permitted His name was each b
103. Would that this were the blood of the " red-skin he cried, wrinkling his nose savag
104. e noble duke," said Pat. " There was no red-skin on Broadway this morning, or I sho
105. truder, that we have sworn to drive the red-skin from the soil. You have read of Pa
106. to the window. After awhile, only a few white feathers fell, Then the boys, with slow
107. golden cross gleamed bright against the blue sky. Redmond was just entering his hous
108. o laugh. They stopped to get a bunch of red berries Avhich showed above the snow, a
109. ocket The ; air was fresh ; the sky all blue and the bells jingled lightly ; and Wal
110. with a sweet, thoughtful face, and dark-blue eyes that lost very nervous. She paused
111. ford. A boy and an old woman dressed in black entered. The boy Avas about fifteen yea
112. s just died, left me the old house near White's wharves and as I am My it ; not rich
113. been drinking too much liquor from the black bottle that stood near the ! " hearth.
114. looking at the bright lamp, the pretty red curtains, and the well-spread table, th
115. er apthey were called worn long, bright blue eyes, and were thought " old-fashioned,
116. tchel. Xobody loves me because I am the black swan of the family." " you we love you
117. old endless treasures. There were pink, green, and blue needle-cases, three boxes of
118. treasures. There were pink, green, and blue needle-cases, three boxes of candy, a t
119. s I came from Boston She was dressed in black, and she looked so sad, that I was almo
120. h climbing vines. Thus a glimpse of the blue waters of the bay was framed. Here on t
121. r by tall daisies, and in the autumn by red-leaved blackberry-bushes, Aunt Susan lo
122. ldren first saw it through the pink and white boughs of the peach, pear, and appleThe
123. ing in the fresh breeze under the clear blue sky, was delicious. Sir Walter, the you
124. COUNTRY. 199 on let its "baby" had big blue eyes, "bangs" cut forehead, fat hands,
125. But Rose held thing, wrapped in a heavy blue mother gave her to me." cloak. " No, he
126. light, here and there, appeared in the gray landscape. doesn't Aunt Susan come?" as
127. and faces of the poor. One day, in the orange-picking season, when everybody was busy
128. The work of the vineyard and the little orange grove fell to her. Early and late she t
129. happy nights was gone She loved ! each orange-tree as could she go ? if it were a fri
130. ke him. in it ! Think of America, where orange-trees and Poor Beppo must go out to it
131. ade an impatient gesture. "What are the orange-trees to me without Giovanni?" Bianca.
132. new country at could not see the soft, blue water. There were no statues of the Ble
133. e had followed her own will. She turned red. " It will be hard for you, Bianca," sa
134. erks, too many to learn. young men with white hands, expert at making A TALK IN THE F
135. It is no Better be an advantage to have white hands. "But, ; honest, patient carpente
136. rains into your work, than a clerk with white shirt and hands, diamond pin, and a loa
137. nt of the house pictures of all colors, red, There was a big blue, yellow, and gree
138. res of all colors, red, There was a big blue, yellow, and green. man in a pink suit,
139. all colors, red, There was a big blue, yellow, and green. man in a pink suit, painted
140. red, There was a big blue, yellow, and green. man in a pink suit, painted on a green
141. green. man in a pink suit, painted on a green ground, playing with two hideous serpen
142. Joe where a fat woman was pictured on a yellow attractions of the throne, dressed in c
143. e throne, dressed in crown on her head. purple, with a vermillion "Oh, Grandmother!" J
144. igures chalked dance on his hind on the black-board. He could , He walked around the
145. old beef. The manager, a bald man, with red whiskers, wanted to do it, but the Livi
146. have seen the trees " are sold the very green, pointed ones that in the toy-shops wit
147. rning, seemed to smile out of her china blue eyes. Poor Gretchen Lilia, whose hair "
148. om Zurich tried to gouge out one of her blue eyes with a pencil, she smiled on Gretc
149. hen!" cried a pleasant voice, as a big, brown man caught her in his "And this is Lili
150. ght the frame was pure gold ! rough and brown were the desks in that old school There
151. ays the gold of the mellow sunlight and yellow leaves with regret. To-day, most of you
152. Blind to all the outward light Told his black beads, praying softly For all poor soul
153. Murphy, in his Sunday jacket, which was blue with brass buttons on it, walked home w
154. arand-ten and Katie's fifty. I'm not so green." Tim reflected. "I guess you're right.
155. er, bunch of gold primroses on the dark green came to light, was delightful ! 276 It
156. 'll Old Sleuth "Xo, no!" bring over The Red-headed Detective ; " It's boss Still on

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