The farmer was a widow who was slightly famous around town for his prize cows and slightly more famous for his good looks. " And, followed by the young couple, who gazed wistfully at the poor sufferer, he hastily quitted the room, and locked the door after him. Thunder rumbled behind the manicured hills. " "Pshaw! you'd do as much for me any day, and think no more about it. She put back her hood in a determined way. In spite of all this, he grew daily better and stronger, and his spirits revived. Like the nuns, she hardly ever looked in a mirror. Clergymen were human. During the previous night he had been restless; and in the lonely dragging hours his thoughts had raced in an endless circle—action without progress. A bad one in a rough-and-tumble; all the water-front tricks.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDMuMjEuOTguMjA2IC0gMDUtMDctMjAyNCAwMjoyMjozOSAtIDE1Nzc2MzQ0MTk=
This video was uploaded to jandlonmark.org on 04-07-2024 13:25:02
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9
Origin resources: Resource Map: 1 - Resource Map: 2 - Resource Map: 3 - Resource Map: 4 - Resource Map: 5 - Resource Map: 6 - Resource Map: 7