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Identifier: stnicholasserial31dodg (find matches)
Title: St. Nicholas (serial)
Year: 1873 (1870s)
Authors: Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905
Subjects: Children's literature
Publisher: (New York : Scribner & Co.)
Contributing Library: Information and Library Science Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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ad pushed ■their • way evernorthward withthat steady pur-pose which wastheir chief char-acteristic, seizingtract after tract,until at last theyarrived here onwhat was to themthe very edge ofthe world. Be-yond lay all mod-ern Scotland, aregion then fromwhich even theirstubborn valor re-coiled. Unfortu-nately for the in-vaders, the exten-sive Scotian forestswere full of a peo-ple who would notsurrender and whocould not becaught; and afterthey had grownweary of chasingthese naked sav-ages over hillscovered in bluemist, the EmperorAgricola recalledall his legionarieswithin the North-umberlandborder,and dug the firstgreatditchto markthe edge Ot the they swarm up the steep approach, and surge against Hadrians bulwark. (see page 21. imperial empire. There it was just as his men had left it whenhistory was only beginning, overgrown withgrass of coarse and white-flowered bramblesin which the linnets build — a great cleft in themoor-side, and a notch against the blue skyVol. XXXI.— 3-4.
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got a chance, and killed and burned right downto Eboricum in middle England. So presentlyHadrian came over in turn, and northward byhorse and chariot till he was here in the fell-country— a man not to be trifled with, quick, 18 A DAY WITH HADRIAN. (Nov. in your museum cases.By his orders, it is sup-posed, they built, eigh-teen hundred yearsago,that wall from Tyne toSolway, over hill anddale, which shines to-day in the summer sunalmost as perfect inplaces as it was whenthe last stone was setand fixed, and the hardRoman mortar settleddown to withstand allthat the Picts and theblows and buffets ofeighteenhundred north-ern winters could do.Eight feet wide at thebase, sixteen feet highwhen it was perfect, dark, and keen, with fierce bright eyes shining the great wall turned an adamant face to theout under those penthouse eyebrows you may northward. Not a stoat or a weasel could passnote in the portraits which his coins bear through between the two seas save at some half

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