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The Diary of Miss Emily Waterman: April 2012
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Ms Bosworth is safely arrived! Ms Bosworth and Ms. Waterman. Once the morning began in earnest, it was gone in an instant, and we all managed to arrive at our picnic location in one piece with little fuss and bother. I cannot say I am too innocent in regards to fuss and bother; I of course, had a moment of nothing being fit to wear in my entire wardrobe. Is that not always the way with us as women? Ms Stockton takes a turn. We most certainly were stuck". Ms Bosworth and Mr. McCarty. Ms Stockton ready for...
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Maggie Delaney Her Paintings
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Maggie Delaney Her Paintings. Dedicated to the study and presentation of early American History.
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Ye Journal of Mad Anne Bailey American Frontier Heroine: Fear no Evil
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I trusted in the Almighty… I knew I could only be killed once,. And I had to die sometime.". Anne Bailey, 1823. Friday, June 8. 8220;Yeh, though I walk through the valley of death I shall fear no evil.” The voices in my head cried over and over without end. “I shall fear no evil.” Again, “Yeh, though I walk through the valley of death.” And again…Yet, I did fear evil, for how could I not, when its black fingers were curled around my heart? Image by Harold Jerrell. Mr Goodwin was kind enough to sleep just...
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Ye Journal of Mad Anne Bailey American Frontier Heroine: Aug 31, 2011
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I trusted in the Almighty… I knew I could only be killed once,. And I had to die sometime.". Anne Bailey, 1823. Wednesday, August 31. It rained in my sleep. And in the morning the fields were wet. I dreamed of artillery. Of the thunder of horses. In the morning the fields were strewn. With twigs and leaves. As if after a battle. Or a sudden journey. I went to sleep in the summer. I dreamed of rain. In the morning the fields were wet. And it was autumn". 169;WW. Norton and Company, 2009. Look in the every...
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Ye Journal of Mad Anne Bailey American Frontier Heroine: Jun 8, 2012
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I trusted in the Almighty… I knew I could only be killed once,. And I had to die sometime.". Anne Bailey, 1823. Friday, June 8. 8220;Yeh, though I walk through the valley of death I shall fear no evil.” The voices in my head cried over and over without end. “I shall fear no evil.” Again, “Yeh, though I walk through the valley of death.” And again…Yet, I did fear evil, for how could I not, when its black fingers were curled around my heart? Image by Harold Jerrell. Mr Goodwin was kind enough to sleep just...
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Ye Journal of Mad Anne Bailey American Frontier Heroine: Jun 27, 2011
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I trusted in the Almighty… I knew I could only be killed once,. And I had to die sometime.". Anne Bailey, 1823. Monday, June 27. Dare You Speak of Madness? You dare speak to me of madness? Dare you say the word out of my earshot and think ye I know not that which you say? You speak the word, but you know not of what you speak. Know you the terror of fire once used for warmth now burning all that you have loved? Have you heard the sound of a child’s cry for mercy where there is none? Have you seen the mad...
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