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so fully upon it, that I really fear, sir, your refusal would excite him more than the sight of the play
deliberately rose—raised his hand to his head—lifted his hat, and bowed low and long—a cool sarcastic smile playing
enjoying the delight of the scene—not such delight as children are generally fond of, romping, and playing
He remembered him of his brother as a boy—how they played together of the summer afternoons—and how,
appearance, which had been uttered several days previous, when Master Caleb gave his flock a holiday, for Peter
just as gleesome, commemorated the bestowal, that morning, of another holiday, for the hanging of Peter
of the stream, to see, reclining there in the sunshine, the shape of the now wan and pallid-faced Peter
with wild and ghastly visage, and with the phrenzied contortions of a madman in his worst paroxysm, Peter
Peter Brown, although he has quite a family of little children, finds time, now and then, to utter eloquent
." — Old Play . The source of this epigraph is unknown. "What shall I do with myself to-day?"
which he once saw a group of deer-skin huts, and nigh at hand the forms of some dusky children, at play
Gamboled I with the wild squirrels, or played with the young cubs?
"The brave is in play," was the response, "Wind-Foot is a little boy."
The principal and choicest of the play tracks was in that avenue, the third from the water, known to
The curtain drew up and the play began.
When the play was over, we went out.
"But it is a dangerous game, and should be played cautiously."
"We have made up a fine party for the play to-night, and you must promise to be one of us."
Whether any suspicions of foul play were as yet aroused in the breasts of other persons, is more than
A poem that has been attributed to Walt Whitman, titled " The Play-Ground " and signed "W.," appears
the master has given us a holiday, next Thursday, because he is going to Peter Brown's wedding!
Peter bid me go and seek him out, and deliver to him a message, written on paper.
"And now you have all of my story—and I must go, for it is time Peter Brown received his answer."
What were Peter's thoughts about? Nothing more or less than love .
'"; A poem that has been attributed to Walt Whitman, titled "The Play-Ground" and signed "W.," appears
Arrow-Tip, suppose you and Peter Brown take the Bend at Oak Creek for your station?"
"I am as weak as a baby," said Peter.
—"They tell me in the village that Peter Brown is murdered by Arrow-Tip!"
"Well, then," continued the other, "the plain truth is, that the Indian would have killed Peter, and
But Peter, having a very thick skull, his life was saved. I saw it myself.
Who could be more happy than Peter Brown's bride?
On the day of the hunting-party, he came there, and though Peter himself was absent, he was invited by
he cried, "Peter Brown is murdered, in the forest, by the Indian, Arrow-Tip!"
Peter Brown was indeed much injured.
sure that the course of 'justice'—were the people allowed to remain with the unquestionable belief of Peter
at this unfortunate juncture that Arrow-Tip was heedless enough to attempt seizing the weapon at Peter's
In the course of the afternoon, Peter Brown, the lately married blacksmith, came over to Thorne's to
"I am told," said Peter, "that there is a fine herd of deer which some of our folks have several times
It happened on the Thursday, when Peter Brown's wedding took place, that Master Caleb and Quincy stole
"The brave stranger is in play," said the other, "Wind-Foot is a little boy."
The curtain drew up and the play began.
When the play was over, we went out.
"But it is a dangerous game, and should be played cautiously."
"We have made up a fine party for the play to-night, and you must promise to be one of us."
The curtain drew up and the play began.
When the play was over, we went out.
"But it is a dangerous game, and should be played cautiously."
"We have made up a fine party for the play to-night, and you must promise to be one of us."
finished my meal before my companions came, according to arrangement, to take me with them to the play
Like an actor who plays a part, I became warmed in the delineation, and the very passion I feigned, came
Whether any suspicions of foul play were as yet aroused in the breasts of other persons, is more than
installments were sometimes preceded by poems on the front pages of the Eagle ; a poem titled " The Play-Ground
Impatiently breaking the seal, and opening it, the hunchback read as follows: " In answer to Peter Brown
"I am told," said Peter, "that there is a fine herd of deer which some of our folks have several times
installments were sometimes preceded by poems on the front pages of the Eagle; a poem titled "The Play-Ground
They bathed in the surf, danced, told stories, ate and drank, amused themselves with music, plays, games
They bathed in the surf—danced—told stories—ate and drank—amused themselves with music, plays, games,
They bathed in the surf—danced—told stories—ate and drank—amused themselves with music, plays, games,