spelling-book

Before the spelling-book came with its arbitrary forms, men unconsciously revealed shades of their characters and also added enlightening shades of expression to what they wrote by their spelling, and so it is possible that the spelling-book has been a doubtful benevolence to us.

Patricia Benesh: Mark Twain's Discourse: A Timeless Writing Course Patricia Benesh 2010

Her sister, Miss Watson, a tolerable slim old maid, with goggles on, had just come to live with her, and took a set at me now with a spelling-book.

The War of The Worlds H. G. Wells 2009

There is a story in an old spelling-book of a certain

Miscellaneous Papers 2007

That he should then, when all eyes were upon him, express in his face the utmost contempt for the exertions of his friends and confidence in Marguerite alone, whom he would stand contemplating, not unlike the rhinocerous out of the spelling-book, tamed and on his hind legs, was a part of the Institution.

No Thoroughfare 2007

His next instructor in English was a master, whom, when he spoke of him to me, he familiarly called Tom Brown, who, said he, ‘published a spelling-book, and dedicated it to the UNIVERSE; but, I fear, no copy of it can now be had.’

The Life of Samuel Johnson LL.D. 2004

I own that you beat me to the spelling-book — should be at least an Archdeacon in the Church, which is equal to the rank of

Springhaven Richard Doddridge 2004

It seemed to Becky, in her hot resentment, that she could hardly wait for school to “take in,” she was so impatient to see Tom flogged for the injured spelling-book.

The Adventures of Tom Sawyer 2003

Her sister, Miss Watson, a tolerable slim old maid, with goggles on, had just come to live with her, and took a set at me now with a spelling-book.

The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn 2003

The book she held in her hand was a spelling-book, and this she handed to

The Mystery of a Hansom Cab 2003

Well, now, you will all say that the one 6d. for the spelling-book was well laid out; and I am of opinion that the other was well laid out too; for the family in which I worked for my bread had

Clotel; or, The President's Daughter: A Narrative of Slave Life in the United States. By William Wells Brown, A Fugitive Slave, Author of "Three Years in Europe." With a Sketch of the Author's Life 1953