Jan of the Windmill: A Story of the PlainsG. Bell, 1881 - 310 páginas |
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Abel Abel Lake Abel's Amabel Ammaby artist baby Bogy bow-legged boy CHAPTER Cheap Jack Cheap Jack's wife child church Cimabue cloth cried Crown 8vo D'Arcy Dame Datchett's dear door Edition Engravings eyes face fancy father Fcap Ford's client foster-mother Gearge gentleman George George's Giotto hand Heart of Oak horse hunchback Illustrations Jan Lake Jan's Janny Lake's learned letter little Jan look Master Chuter Master Lake Master Linseed Master Salter Master Swift mill miller's son miller's thumb mind missus mother never nurse paint painter picture pig-minder pigs pocket pocket-book poetry poor Post 8vo pot boiler round round-house Rufus sartinly schoolmaster screeving seemed shilling sketch slate Squire stood story street tears tell thee There's thing took vols water-meadows whilst windmiller windmiller's window woman wood word young
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