Part,  Chapter

 1 1,2|        Cyrus Harding. He was a native of Massachusetts, a first-class
 2 1,2|     escaped from the lips of a native. Neb and Herbert rushed
 3 1,2|     wild beast nor a dangerous native, but merely half a dozen
 4 1,5|        the regular octahedron. Native lodestones consist of this
 5 1,7|  reserved for the table of the native princes. But that was Neb'
 6 2,9|    they were so far from their native land, had no reason to complain.
 7 2,9|  country? The picture of their native land was always before their
 8 2,9| themselves for regaining their native land. ~However, one chance
 9 2,9|   talking of America, of their native country, which they had
10 2,9|       family, his friends, his native land!" ~Matters being thus
11 3,1|        perhaps even from their native land. It was bringing fellow-creatures
12 3,4|  chances of returning to their native land were singularly increased.
13 3,0|  besides, would think he was a native. ~Neb did not hesitate.
14 3,4|    communication between their native land and their island, then
15 3,7|    glory. You are right. One's native land!-there should one live!
16 3,0|      and bring him back to his native land alter twelve years
17 3,0|    already on the way to their native country. ~"Captain Grant,"