Books with author A.L.O.E (Charlotte Maria Tucker)

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Lang:- English, Pages 223. Reprinted in 2015 with the help of original edition published long back[1870]. This book is in black & white, Hardcover, sewing binding for longer life with Matt laminated multi-Colour Dust Cover, Printed on high quality Paper, re-sized as per Current standards, professionally processed without changing its contents. As these are old books, there may be some pages which are blur or missing or black spots. If it is multi volume set, then it is only single volume. We expect that you will understand our compulsion in these books. We found this book important for the readers who want to know more about our old treasure so we brought it back to the shelves. (Customisation is possible). Hope you will like it and give your comments and suggestions.Original Title:- The mine; or, Darkness and light, by A.L.O.E. 1870 [Hardcover] Author:- Charlotte Maria Tucker

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This book was originally published prior to 1923, and represents a reproduction of an important historical work, maintaining the same format as the original work. While some publishers have opted to apply OCR (optical character recognition) technology to the process, we believe this leads to sub-optimal results (frequent typographical errors, strange characters and confusing formatting) and does not adequately preserve the historical character of the original artifact. We believe this work is culturally important in its original archival form. While we strive to adequately clean and digitally enhance the original work, there are occasionally instances where imperfections such as blurred or missing pages, poor pictures or errant marks may have been introduced due to either the quality of the original work or the scanning process itself. Despite these occasional imperfections, we have brought it back into print as part of our ongoing global book preservation commitment, providing customers with access to the best possible historical reprints. We appreciate your understanding of these occasional imperfections, and sincerely hope you enjoy seeing the book in a format as close as possible to that intended by the original publisher.

This is a reproduction of a book published before 1923. This book may have occasional imperfections such as missing or blurred pages, poor pictures, errant marks, etc. that were either part of the original artifact, or were introduced by the scanning process. We believe this work is culturally important, and despite the imperfections, have elected to bring it back into print as part of our continuing commitment to the preservation of printed works worldwide. We appreciate your understanding of the imperfections in the preservation process, and hope you enjoy this valuable book. ++++ The below data was compiled from various identification fields in the bibliographic record of this title. This data is provided as an additional tool in helping to ensure edition identification: ++++ <title> Wings And Stings, By A.L.O.E.<author> Charlotte Maria Tucker

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1874 Excerpt: ...pismire. "If you don't work, we'll bite off your head!" The hint was enough. Philibert rushed at the dry bit of grass, and pulled and tugged at it for his life. He had never laboured so hard before. "Where are we to take it?" asked Philibert, when stopping for a moment to take breath. "Into the hill, of course; there's one of the walls that needs repairing. Pull the grass right into that doorway," said the ant. Philibert had been afraid to venture into the ant-hill in company with Sydney Pierce; and now to go into a dark place where he would probably lose his way, and that with a pismire who had thoughts of biting off his head, was so exceedingly unpleasant, that the poor little fellow could not make up his mind to do it. Philibert's end of the burden was nearer the hole than that held by his new companion, but, by a sudden movement, he managed to change its position. "What are you about, you stupid?" cried the pismire. "We don't want to lay it across the door, but to carry it ia" "I want you to take your end in first," replied Philibert, secretly resolving that he would not enter at all. "You're an awkward pismire, if there ever was one!" cried the little labourer, turning his end of the burden, however, so as to drag it first into the hole. No sooner had the wood-ant disappeared under the dark little doorway, than Philibert dropped the bit of dry grass, and took to his,--I must not say heels,--but his six little legs, and ran off at a tremendous pace, considering the smallness of their size. Nothing could stop him in his course, not even lumps of clod almost as big as peas. A hairy caterpillar lay in his way--Philibert was over her in a moment! The boy ant was running for his life, for ...

“HAD you not better go on a little faster with your work, Polly?” said Minnie Wingfield, glancing up for a minute from her own, over which her little fingers had been busily moving, and from which she now for the first time raised her eyes. “I wish that there were no such thing as work!” exclaimed Polly, from her favourite seat by the school-room window, through which she had been watching the bees thronging in and out of their hive, some flying away to seek honied treasure, some returning laden with it to their home. “I think that work makes one enjoy play more,” replied Minnie, her soft voice scarcely heard amidst the confusion of sounds which filled the school-room; for there was a spelling-class answering questions at the moment, and the hum of voices from the boys’ school-room, which adjoined that of the girls, added not a little to the noise. The house might itself be regarded as a hive, its rosy-cheeked scholars as a little swarm of bees, and knowledge as the honey of which they were in search, drawn, not from flowers, but from the leaves of certain dog’s-eared books, which had few charms for the eyes of Polly Bright. “I never have any play,” said the little girl peevishly. “As soon as school is over, and I should like a little fun, there is Johnny to be looked after, and the baby to be carried. I hate the care of children—mother knows that I do—and I think that baby is always crying on purpose to tease me.”