"_They stood in the Shade of the western Door_" Frontispiece
"_A Class in the Front, with their Readers,
were telling, with difficult Pains_" 19
"_And nodded obliquely, and muttered, 'Them 'ere
is my Sentiments tew'_" 23
"_When grave Baw Beese, the Indian Chief, had beaded
the Neck of the pale-face Miss_" 27
"_Hiding e'en from the Dark his Face_" 35
"_E'en in your Desolation you are not quite unblest_" 37
"_Himself on the Door-stone idly sitting_" 41
"_He runs and stumbles, leaps and clambers_" 45
_Rob, the Pauper_ 50
"_And Bess said, 'Keep still, for there's Plenty of Room'_" 55
"_Several Times he, with Policy stern, repressed a
Desire to break out of the Churn_" 57
"_And there his plump Limbs through the Orifice swung_" 59
"_Alice, the country Maiden, with the sweet loving Face_" 65
"_My Boy! come in! come in!_" 71
"_The Mother, who carries the Key to Thomas' Heart_" 74
"_I threw them as far as I could throw_" 78
_The Christmas Baby_ 80, 81, 82, 83
"_They who in Mountain and Hill-side and Dell_" 90
"_And does Columbia love_ her _dead_?" 93
"_When a Man throws the Treasures of his Life_" 97
"_E'en when was fixed, with far-resounding strokes_" 109
"_How happy are We!_" 119
"_'Twas a bright, glorious March! full of Joys
that were New_" 123
"_And loudly wild Accents of Terror came pealing from
Thousands of Throats_" 141
_Ship "City of Boston"_ 147
_Some Time_ 157
"_With the World, Flesh, and--Lad of General Work_" 171
"_The Public Heart's Prime-ministers are We_" 179
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