Books with author Joan F. Smith

Excerpt from The Juvenile Instructor, Vol. 47: August, 1912The best things were the Soldiers' Chorus from Faust, sung with precis ion and spirit; the Death of Minnehaha from Coleridge Taylor's Hiawatha and Dudley Buck's God Is Our Refuge. This last number was very effectively done and caused one to feel that the chorus could do good work with better music.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

Excerpt from Juvenile Instructor, Vol. 41: Organ of the Deseret Sunday School Union; March 15, 1906I could not help thinking what a good mark it would make for snipers. I drew the blanket over my head and tried to sleep, but the engine gasped so breath lessly, as she struggled up the hill, and the load on which I lay jolted and swayed so sickeningly that I could not close my eyes.About four miles out from Honing Spruit the train drew up with a sudden jerk, almost throwing us from our precari ous perches.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

Excerpt from The Juvenile Instructor, Vol. 44: March 1, 1909A crowd of men were standing before the little log meeting-house on the Big Blue. It was Sunday, as you could see by the tidied appear ance of them all, and meeting had just let out. In a pioneer district, such as western Missouri was in 1833, everything gets itself talked over on the front steps of the meet ing - house, if it has front steps, or on the sunny side in the winter time - but almost never in the meet ing-house. And so it being a fine October morning, these men had come out to exchange views.Not over a trivial matter, either. There was no farmer Jones present to inquire about farmer Owen's sick cow and to prescribe fresh remedy. Nor had anybody come here to swap horses. Not a man in that crowd believed in bargaining on the Sab bath day. A weightier matter bore down on the minds of these hardy frontiersmen.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

Excerpt from The Juvenile Instructor, Vol. 47: Organ of the Deseret Sunday School Union; June, 1912The captain stood up in the center of the Circle of wagons, a huge towering figure with bushy gray beard. For all the world he looked like King Lear, in Shakespeare's play, only not as kingly, or like the picture of the late Count Tolstoi, which every one has seen. The dusk was gather ing, the men and women and children were running about, like ants, the horses and oxen and cows had been turned out to graze.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

Excerpt from Juvenile Instructor, Vol. 41: Organ of the Deseret Sunday School Union; March 15, 1906I could not help thinking what a good mark it would make for snipers. I drew the blanket over my head and tried to sleep, but the engine gasped so breath lessly, as she struggled up the hill, and the load on which I lay jolted and swayed so sickeningly that I could not close my eyes.About four miles out from Honing Spruit the train drew up with a sudden jerk, almost throwing us from our precari ous perches.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

Excerpt from The Juvenile Instructor, Vol. 47: Organ of the Deseret Sunday School Union; June, 1912The captain stood up in the center of the Circle of wagons, a huge towering figure with bushy gray beard. For all the world he looked like King Lear, in Shakespeare's play, only not as kingly, or like the picture of the late Count Tolstoi, which every one has seen. The dusk was gather ing, the men and women and children were running about, like ants, the horses and oxen and cows had been turned out to graze.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

Excerpt from The Juvenile Instructor, Vol. 47: March, 1912By nine o'clock our singers were back to the special train and soon ai terwards, exhausted by the strenuous work of preparing for the tour, were fast asleep in their berths. The next morning, bright and early, the train, with two mammoth engines, was pull ing along over the Union Pacific line, almost the identical track of the Mor mon pioneers of 1847.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

Excerpt from The Juvenile Instructor, Vol. 40: March 1, 1905To say that I was astonished to hear these words spoken clearly and distinctly would but faintly describe my feelings. I asked myself, Am I deceived? Is this a delusion? What does it mean? Is it an evil spirit that is mocki'ng me?But then the calm, peaceful influence which I felt accompanying the words, and the, fact that the sound of that voice was similar to the sound and tone of Presi dent George Q Cannon's reassured me, and I could plainly understand that I could positively prove the source of the instruction given me by finding out if there was a place on the island called Cronk Na Mona, and I decided at once to obey it.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.