But now I had another difficulty, which was, that if I removed to any other colony, I put myself out of the way of ever making a due search after those effects which my mother had left.
My mother had roused a host of fears in me; her forecast, which, though free from the alloy of vulgar pettiness, seemed to me redolent of jealousy, has been falsified by the event.
About half-past five, Rose came and told me that my mother had returned, so I went downstairs to pay my respects to her.
The fatal mistake, against which my mother had tried to warm me, was made.
Only my mother had told me, when the girls were out of the way, to do all I could to please darling Ruth, and I had gone about it accordingly.
My mother had a perfect passion for fishing, and would spend whole days by the river, pursuing her favorite sport.
My mother had a great admiration and personal regard for Lady Becher, and told me an anecdote of her early life which transmitted those feelings of hers to me.
She took from it the letter which the major's mother had written to her son, and turned to the page containing the name and address of Miss Gwilt's reference.
My mother had a woman's romantic objection to my father's homely Christian name.
My mother had put in one of her own chains for me to wear with it.
It was, like the rest, out of the store my mother had sent me; a soft India muslin, of beautiful texture, made and trimmed as my mother and a Parisian artist could manage between them.
It is humbling to know that this effect was hastened by some of the French dresses my mother had sent me, and which convenience obliged me to wear.
However she was satisfied with one of the embroidered muslins my mother had sent me from Paris.
My mother had purchased at Mackinac a keg of powder, which, as they thought it a little damp, was here spread out to dry.
Mrs. Tirrell was insane, and my mother had charge of the house.
I believe my mother hadfood to supply us but fasted herself.
My mother had been a slave for more than forty-three years, and liberty was very sweet to her.
Mother had become so weary that she was compelled to leave our package of clothing on the way.
As soon as my step-mother had arrived, and our excitement was over, they commenced calculating upon placing me in the Sabbath school at the church where my mother belonged.
My mother had a very sweet singing voice, which she retained till late in life; indeed a tiny thread of voice remained until her ninety-third year, with a faint remnant of its old sweetness still clinging to it.
My mother had a commonplace book into which she had copied the cleverest of these skits, and Landseer illustrated it charmingly in pen-and-ink for her.
I took a respectful farewell of my grandmother, who gave me 100 pounds, which I did not want, as my mother had given me a similar sum, and then set off for Plymouth.
My mother had gone; I would have given worlds to have gained this information before, that I might have questioned her, and obtained the truth from her; but that was now impossible, and I felt convinced that writing was of no use.
This was an Eden for city children, and my mother had chosen it because she beheld it in imagination flowing with the true Garden of Paradise rivers of health and freedom for her little ones.
I understood that this was my father of whom my mother had told me so many good things.
My mother had at first gently protested; she did not want his upper lip and mouth to be hidden.
My mother had in the cupboard a jar of excellent raspberry jam, and she brought it forth for the delectation of our guest.
My father and I were alone in the house at the time; my mother had gone to West Newton on a three weeks' visit.
After some years my mother had an ebony stump affixed to it, preserving the proportions of the figure and setting it once more erect.
He winced as he opened the letter and saw that Jimmy's mother had written--poor Jimmy's mother!
My dear sister and brother [Jimmy's mother had written], I wish you could have seen Jimmy when your beautiful skates arrived.
It was like the rest, out of the store my mother had sent me; a soft India muslin, of beautiful texture, made and trimmed as my mother and a Parisian artist could manage between them.
My mother had no brothers, and everything went to a distant cousin.
Yes," said Peter Reid, remembering that that was why his mother had liked it.
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