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The Devil's Pool

Chapter 9 THE EVENING PRAYER

Word Count: 1156    |    Released on: 30/11/2017

nd was looking all about w

eating!" said Germain; "a cannon-shot wouldn't wake him, but mo

you looking for the top of your cradle? It's made of green leaves to-night, my child; but your father's having his

on, a boor; you go without on our account, and it's not right; I'm ashamed of myself. It ta

es. Mine is closed to-day, but your Pierre's is wide open, like a little

. Then, when his hunger was appeased, being intensely excited as children generally are when their regular habits are interrupted, he exhibited more quick wit, mor

asts in this forest?"

at all," was the rep

the wolves would carry me off if I

soner?" said Germain

. But you must understand, my little Pierre, that your father never lies. We passed the big forest

orest very far f

leave the big forest. Even if one shoul

kill him, too

p us, my Pierre, wouldn't you? You're not

proudly, assuming a heroic a

ere a child yourself, and you remember what your mother used to say to you. I believe that the younger one is, the better one understands the young. I a

why you have such a bad idea of

"I would like to go home and never come back

"why do you keep talking about yo

orgotten your poor d

kiss her and bid her good-by!-She was all white and cold, and every night my aunt tells me t

ust keep on praying: that shows

think of saying it this evening. But I can't say it all by

you," said the girl. "Co

r been able to learn, as he always fell asleep just there every night. On this occasion, the labor of paying attention and the monotony of his own tones produced their customary effect, so that he pronounced the last syllables only with great effort, and after they had been repeated three times; his head grew heavy, and fell against

she inspired in him, but he could find nothing that would give voice to his thoughts. He approached her to kiss his s

oughman's head away, "you will wake him. Let me put him to

blue eyes, and gazing at the branches for a moment, he seemed to be in a waking dream, or to be impressed by an idea that had come into his mind durin

a reply, he closed his

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“George Sand was a French novelist and memoirist. In addition, Sand authored literary criticism and political texts. She wrote many essays and published works establishing her socialist position. Because of her early life, she sided with the poor and working class. When the 1848 Revolution began, women had no rights and Sand believed these were necessary for progress. Around this time Sand started her own newspaper which was published in a workers' co-operative. This allowed her to publish more political essays. She wrote "I cannot believe in any republic that starts a revolution by killing its own proletariat." Her most widely used quote is "There is only one kind of happiness in life, to love and be loved." She was known well in far reaches of the world, and her social practices, her writings and her beliefs prompted much commentary, often by other luminaries in the world of arts and letters.”
1 Chapter 1 THE AUTHOR TO THE READER2 Chapter 2 THE PLOUGHING3 Chapter 3 PèRE MAURICE4 Chapter 4 GERMAIN, THE CUNNING PLOUGHMAN5 Chapter 5 LA GUILLETTE6 Chapter 6 PETIT-PIERRE7 Chapter 7 ON THE MOOR8 Chapter 8 UNDER THE GREAT OAKS9 Chapter 9 THE EVENING PRAYER10 Chapter 10 DESPITE THE COLD11 Chapter 11 IN THE OPEN AIR12 Chapter 12 THE VILLAGE LIONESS13 Chapter 13 THE MASTER14 Chapter 14 THE OLD WOMAN15 Chapter 15 THE RETURN TO THE FARM16 Chapter 16 MèRE MAURICE17 Chapter 17 THE COUNTRY WEDDING18 Chapter 18 THE LIVRéES19 Chapter 19 THE WEDDING20 Chapter 20 THE CABBAGE