Please help me with this :) Find the prepositional phrases in the sentence.

My cat sits on the windowsill and waits for me.

As soon as hitler took over, he began persecuting jews. what does persecuting mean in this context

Me 31) what is the best definition of the word ventured as it is used in the final sentence of paragraph 1? with high hope for the future, no prediction in regard to it is ventured. a) desired b) c) justified d) risked 32) with malice toward none; with charity for all; with firmness in the right, as god gives us to see the right, let us strive on to finish the work we are in; to bind up the nation’s wounds; to care for him who shall have borne the battle, and for his widow, and his orphan—to do all which may achieve and cherish a just and lasting peace among ourselves, and with all nations. lincoln uses the last paragraph of his speech a) to emphasize the atrocities of war. b) to show his concern for all nations. c) to ask for more support for the war. d) to describe his visions for the nation's rebirth. 33) now, at the expiration of four years, during which public declarations have been constantly called forth on every point and phase of the great contest which still absorbs the attention and engrosses the energies of the nation, little that is new could be presented. which is the best definition for expiration as it is used in the selected sentence? a) emission of breath b) ceasing to be in effect c) the act of breathing out d) the emission of volatile matter from the earth's atmosphere 34) the almighty has his own purposes. ‘woe unto the world because of offenses! for it must needs be that offenses come; but woe to that man by whom the offense cometh.’ what is the meaning of the word offenses as used in the first line of the fifth paragraph? a) breaking the law b) attack or assault c) causing injury, causing harm or hurt d) sin; wrongdoing against someone else

Select the contred text in the passage which sentence in this excerpt from john galsworthy's narrative essay "gone" reflects his view that there is no afterlife? an old woman and mrs. herd's sister were in the sitting-room, they showed us to the crazy, narrow stairway. though we lived distant but four hundred yards of a crows flight, we had never seen mrs. herd before, for that is the way of things in this land of minding one's own business a slight dark girlish-looking woman, almost quite refined away, and with those eyes of the dying, where the spirit is coming through, as it only does when it knows that al is over except just the passing. she lay in a double bed with clean white sheets. a white-washed room, so low that the ceiling almost touched our heads, some flowers in a bow, the small lattice window open. though it was hot in there, it was better far than the rooms of most families in towns, living on a wage of twice as much, for here was no sign of defeat in decency or cleanliness. in her face, as in poor herd's, was that same strange minging of resigned despair and almost eager appeal, so terrible to disappoint. yet, trying not to disappoint it, one felt guilty of treachery: what was the good, the kindness in making this poor bird flutter still with hope against the bars, when fast prison had so surely closed in round her? but what else could we do? we could not give her those glib assurances that naive souls make so easily to others concerning their after state. and the night was so beautiful, so utterly glamourously beautiful, with its star-flowers, and its silence and its trees clothed in moonlight. all was tranquil as a dream of sleep. but it was long before our hearts wandering with poor herd, would let us remember that she had slipped away into so beautiful a dream