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id: 19337
title: A Christmas Carol
author: Dickens, Charles
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  "Christmas a humbug, uncle!" said Scrooge''s nephew. Scrooge, having no better answer ready on the spur of the moment, said, "You''ll want all day to-morrow, I suppose?" said Scrooge. "Because," said Scrooge, "a little thing affects them. "Good Heaven!" said Scrooge, clasping his hands together as he looked "Dick Wilkins, to be sure!" said Scrooge to the Ghost. "Spirit!" said Scrooge, "show me no more! "Spirit!" said Scrooge in a broken voice, "remove me from this place." "I am the Ghost of Christmas Present," said the Spirit. "Spirit!" said Scrooge after a moment''s thought. "Spirit," said Scrooge with an interest he had never felt before, "tell "He said that Christmas was a humbug, as I live!" cried Scrooge''s "Spirit!" said Scrooge, shuddering from head to foot. "It''s Christmas Day!" said Scrooge to himself. He knows me," said Scrooge, with his hand already on the "A merry Christmas, Bob!" said Scrooge with an earnestness that could


id: 20795
title: The Cricket on the Hearth
author: Dickens, Charles
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  "Good evening, John!" said the little man. "Dear, Caleb," said the Carrier. "''For Caleb Plummer,''" said the little man, spelling out the direction. "A little disparity, you know," said Tackleton with another nudge. "Good night, my dear friend!" said Tackleton compassionately. have said that Caleb lived here, and his poor Blind Daughter somewhere have said that Caleb lived here, and his poor Blind Daughter somewhere "Bertha!" said Tackleton, assuming, for the nonce, a little cordiality. into the cart, you know very little of John, if you think _that_ was "I am sorry for it, John," said Dot in a great bustle, "but I really "Oh, _do_ way, John!" said Mrs. Peerybingle. "However, he''s a good-natured old gentleman," said John, "and pays as a John Peerybingle," said Tackleton, "I am sorry for this. "John Peerybingle," said Tackleton in his ear, "I hope there has been "Why, what the Devil''s this, John Peerybingle?" said Tackleton.


id: 23344
title: The Magic Fishbone A Holiday Romance from the Pen of Miss Alice Rainbird, Aged 7
author: Dickens, Charles
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  "Papa, if I am not mistaken, of the beautiful Princess Alicia?" said the the Princess Alicia took care to dry the bone, and to rub it, and to Chamberlain came in, that dear old woman said to the little Princess, "Alicia," said the King, one evening when she wished him Good Night. But the Princess Alicia put her hands over all their seventeen the Princess Alicia said, "Laugh and be good, and after dinner we will And so then, once more the Princess Alicia saw King Watkins the First, "Alicia, my dear," said this charming old Fairy, "how do you do, I hope I The Princess Alicia embraced her, and then Grandmarina turned to the King, Grandmarina then turned to the King and Queen, and said, "We are going Alicia got into the carriage, and Mr Pickles''s boy handed in the Duchess Alicia''s relations and friends, and the seventeen Princes and Princesses,


id: 23452
title: The Trial of William Tinkling Written by Himself at the Age of 8 Years
author: Dickens, Charles
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  [Illustration: Waving his black flag, the Colonel attacked.] Colonel''s Bride was called to prove that I had remained behind the [Illustration: "THE PIRATE-COLONEL WITH HIS BRIDE, AND YESTERDAY''S Pirate-Colonel with his Bride, and of the day before yesterday''s gallant "If," said the Bride of the Pirate-Colonel, "grown-up people WON''T do "You know very well," pursued the Colonel''s Bride, "that Miss Drowvey "Or would my people acknowledge ours?" said the Bride of Tinkling. away," said the Colonel''s Bride, "you would only have your hair pulled, "Then do you no longer love me, Alice?" asked the Colonel. Colonel embraced his own Bride, and I embraced mine. "It must be the grown-up people who have changed all this," said Alice. "Let ''em," said the Colonel. So Alice and Nettie said they would make "Cut our Brides out," said the Colonel, "and then cut our way, without The Colonel also told me with his hand


id: 25852
title: The Letters of Charles Dickens. Vol. 1, 1833-1856
author: Dickens, Charles
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  very long time to come, and to hold a place in your pleasant thoughts, Think of two hours of this every day, and the people coming in by I hope when I come home at the end of the month, we shall foregather me, but I think there are good things in the little story! words insufficient to tell you what I think of you after a night like has come.[8] Kate and Georgy send best loves to Mrs. White, and we hope station-house observation as I shall be to-night for a long time, and I I think you will find some good going in the next "Bleak House." I write me know the day, and come and see how you like the place. Venice, and home by Germany, arriving in good time for Christmas Day. Three nights in Christmas week, I have promised to read in the Town Hall


id: 25853
title: The Letters of Charles Dickens. Vol. 2, 1857-1870
author: Dickens, Charles
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  Charles Dickens gave two readings at St. Martin''s Hall of "The Christmas Carol" (to such immense audiences and From this place Charles Dickens writes to Mr. Edmund Yates, a young man in whom he had been interested from his talk of our old days at Lausanne, and send loving regard to Mrs. Cerjat way; but as ---had come express from London with it, Mrs. Dickens Coming home here last night, from a day''s business in London, I found The Christmas number of "Household Words," mentioned in a letter to Mr. Wilkie Collins, was called "A House to Let," and contained stories Mrs. Dickens, Miss Hogarth, and all the house send a thousand kind loves this comes to Gad''s Hill; also to my dear good Anne, and her little To-morrow night I read here in a very large place, and Tuesday morning Charles Dickens passed his last Christmas and New Year''s Day at Gad''s


id: 25854
title: The Letters of Charles Dickens. Vol. 3, 1836-1870
author: Dickens, Charles
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  looking out for news of Longfellow, and shall be delighted when I know This same man asked me one day, soon after I came home, what Sir John Yesterday morning, New Year''s Day, when I walked into my little workroom forward to it day and night, and wish the time were come. I think I could write a pretty good and a well-timed house last Sunday week, a most extraordinary place, looking like an old I have read in _The Times_ to-day an account of your last night''s [61] Mrs. Winter, a very dear friend and companion of Charles Dickens in If you don''t get perfectly well soon, my dear old fellow, I shall come never was a time when a good new play was more wanted, or had a better Thank my dear Mrs. Fields for me for her delightful letter received on


id: 25985
title: Bardell v. Pickwick
author: Dickens, Charles
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  Mrs. Bardell was almost justified in supposing that Mr. Pickwick was offering his hand when he was merely speaking of engaging a ''I don''t know this hand,'' said Mr. Pickwick, opening the letter. these cases, you know, Mr. Pickwick--nothing like caution, sir, in ''Mr. Pickwick was anxious to call upon you, Serjeant Snubbin,'' said my dear Sir, always find for the Plaintiff." "Bless my heart," said Mr. Pickwick, looking very blank, "What do they do that for!" On reaching the Court, Perker said, "put Mr. Pickwick''s friends in the ''Mrs. Bardell,'' said Mr. Pickwick at last, as that amiable female ''Mrs. Bardell,'' said Mr. Pickwick, at the expiration of a few ''La, Mr. Pickwick,'' said Mrs. Bardell, colouring up to the very ''La, Mr. Pickwick,'' said Mrs. Bardell; the crimson rising to her ''Oh, Mr. Pickwick,'' said Mrs. Bardell, trembling with agitation, ''Perhaps you will take Mr. Pickwick away,'' said the Serjeant,


id: 23765
author: Dickens, Charles
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  no man follow;" and leaping alone into his boat, the captain rowed with Captain Boldheart called all hands aft, and said: But, with Captain Boldheart, to throw off his uniform coat regardless of On Captain Boldheart''s now assembling his men, a circumstance occurred. Captain Boldheart then turned to the Latin-Grammar-Master, severely A stiff breeze now beginning to blow, Captain Boldheart gave orders to Beauty, Captain Boldheart, than he fell upon his face on the deck, and Apprehensive of treachery, Boldheart ordered his boat''s crew to attend The captain then ordered his boat''s crew to make ready for a volley, and We now find Captain Boldheart, with this rescued wretch on board, Captain Boldheart found himself obliged (but such is human nature in some cousins) that Captain Boldheart''s [Illustration: "CAPTAIN BOLDHEART''S LADY BEGGED FOR HIM AND HE WAS 4. CAPTAIN BOLDHEART AND THE LATIN-GRAMMAR MASTER. 4. CAPTAIN BOLDHEART AND THE LATIN-GRAMMAR MASTER.

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  Captain Boldheart & the Latin-Grammar Master A Holiday Romance from the Pen of Lieut-Col. Robin Redforth, aged 9


id: 1394
title: The Holly-Tree
author: Dickens, Charles
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  the Holly-Tree Inn; in which place of good entertainment for man and Why do I like you, do you think, Cobbs?" "Don''t know, Master Harry, I am sure." "Because Norah likes you, Cobbs." "Indeed, sir? "You''re going away, ain''t you, Cobbs?" "Yes, sir." "Would you like good Inn." "Then, Cobbs," says he, "you shall be our Head Gardener when Boots left the Elmses when his time was up, and Master Harry, Sir, Boots was at this identical Holly-Tree Inn (having left it several a e-normous sofa,--immense at any time, but looking like the Great Bed of "I see you a getting out, sir," says Cobbs. "It shall be ordered at the bar, sir," says Cobbs; and away he went. "Mrs. Harry Walmers, Junior, fatigued, sir?" says Cobbs. view of the whole case, looking back on it in my room, is, that Mrs. Harry Walmers, Junior, was beginning to give in.


id: 1392
title: The Seven Poor Travellers
author: Dickens, Charles
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  Now the Captain of Richard Doubledick''s company was a young gentleman not eyes now left in his narrowed world that Private Richard Doubledick could salute Captain Taunton in the street like any other officer. One day, when Private Richard Doubledick came out of the Black hole, "Doubledick," said the Captain, "do you know where you are going to?" "I hope to get shot soon, sir," said Private Richard Doubledick; "and No dry eye looked on Ensign Richard Doubledick that melancholy day. Richard Doubledick, now a browned soldier, seven-and-thirty years of age, Never from the hour when Private Richard Doubledick enlisted at Chatham year''s end, by Captain Richard Doubledick. note of my face, that day, as I took of his," thought Captain Richard "I was," said Captain Richard Doubledick. Captain Richard Doubledick''s mind. Major Richard Doubledick, and the son of that French officer, friends as


id: 1423
title: No Thoroughfare
author: Dickens, Charles
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  An innocent, open-speaking, unused-looking man, Mr. Walter Wilding, with "You like this forty-five year old port-wine?" said Mr. Wilding. "Don''t let your good feelings excite you," said Bintrey, as they returned "Pray excuse me for one moment, George Vendale," said Wilding. "My good George Vendale," returned the wine-merchant, giving his hand Obenreizer''s Niece," said Vendale, in a "Miss Marguerite," said Obenreizer to the young lady, "do you recollect "What do you think, George," Wilding asked him next day, "of Mr. Obenreizer? "What must you think, Mr. Vendale," said Obenreizer, closing the door, Vendale gave his hand, a little bewildered by Obenreizer''s sudden Turning sharply, and looking into the room for the second time, Vendale "At least you are Swiss," said Vendale, after following him with his eyes "Why do you address yourself to _me_?" said Vendale, as Obenreizer threw As Mr. Obenreizer said just now--you are the man!"


id: 1419
title: Mugby Junction
author: Dickens, Charles
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  "There''s Lamps!" said Barbox Brothers. Barbox Brothers stood puzzled on the bridge, passing his right hand "I find I must stick for a time to Mugby Junction," said Barbox Brothers "I have looked you up half-a-dozen times since that night," said Barbox "Upon my word, my dear," said Lamps then to his daughter, looking from "Not in this case, sir," said Phoebe, giving her hand to her father. She raised her eyes triumphantly to Barbox Brothers as she said: "But I must not forget," said Barbox Brothers, "(having got so far) to "That''s the road," said Barbox Brothers, directing his eyes towards it. "But I am lost," said the child, nestling her little hand more closely in "Why, on the whole," said Barbox Brothers, "yes, I think I do." "And I know you will be careful, won''t you," said Barbox Brothers, as a Polly, sleep," said Barbox Brothers, as her head dropped on his shoulder;


id: 1421
title: Mrs. Lirriper''s Legacy
author: Dickens, Charles
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  you" says the Major "apparently looking for a spectre very hard beneath "Mrs. Lirriper sir" says the Major going off into a "A--hum!--Jemmy Jackman sir!" says the Major "Jemmy Jackman sir" says the Major wagging his head sideways in a sort of occasion sir," says the Major, "Jemmy Jackman takes your hat off." Mr. Buffle looks at his hat where the Major drops it on the floor, and he my words my dear the Major drops Mr. Buffle''s hat off again. dear both of ''em bowed very low and haughty and parted, and whenever Mr. Buffle made his rounds in future him and the Major always met and bowed "Madam" says the Major, "Jemmy Jackman is doubled up." The Major looked at him very attentive too, and he says "I never saw this The Major says "Amen!" and then after a little stop I whispers him, "Dear "No, my dear boy," says the Major.


id: 1422
title: Going into Society
author: Dickens, Charles
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  the little man will now walk three times round the Cairawan, and retire a little time, he would screech out, "Toby, I feel my property in my own mind, when I see Chops''s little bell fly out of winder at a old would have bust--but we kep the organ from him--Mr. Chops come round, and Says Normandy: "Do I understand you, Mr. Chops, to hintimate that the This gent took on not to know me, and Mr. Chops said: "Gentlemen, this is a old friend of former days:" and Normandy looked at me through a eyeglass, and said, "Magsman, glad to see you!"--which I''ll take my oath he Magsman, the little man will now walk in that little man began to come out of him like prespiration. "Magsman," he says, "look upon me! look, and said, "You''re right there, Mr. Chops." "Magsman," he says, twitchin me by the leg, "Society has gone into me, to


id: 699
title: A Child''s History of England
author: Dickens, Charles
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  This great king, in the first year of his reign, fought nine battles with Then came the boy-king, EDGAR, called the Peaceful, fifteen years old. with, and was as great a King as England had known for some time. Upon a day in August, the Red King, now reconciled to his brother, FineScholar, came with a great train to hunt in the New Forest. King of England, Robert came home to Normandy; having leisurely returned one King did in France a very little time ago) that every man''s truth and the King the most unhappy of men, reduced his great spirit, wore away his Barons, and numbers of the people went over to him every day;--King John, and they bowed their heads, and said, ''Long live King Henry the Third!'' Up came the French King with all his great force. The new King and his Queen were soon crowned with a great deal of show


id: 730
title: Oliver Twist
author: Dickens, Charles
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  brown-cloth parish cap on his head, Oliver was then led away by Mr. Bumble from the wretched home where one kind word or look had never ''Now, Oliver, my dear, come to the gentleman.'' As Mr. Bumble said open-hearted man,'' said the old gentleman: turning his spectacles in ''My boy!'' said the old gentleman, ''you look pale and alarmed. ''The old gentleman over the way?'' said Oliver. said Oliver, clasping his hands passionately, and looking round. ''Not always those,'' said the old gentleman, patting Oliver on the head, ''Oh, no, no, never mind,'' said the young woman, grasping Oliver''s hand; ''See here, boy!'' said Sikes, putting his other hand to Oliver''s throat; ''They belong to the old gentleman,'' said Oliver, wringing his hands; ''I suppose,'' said the Jew, fixing his eyes on Oliver, ''you want to know ''Indeed,'' said Oliver, looking piteously up into the man''s face;


id: 1023
title: Bleak House
author: Dickens, Charles
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  "My Lady''s cause has been again before the Chancellor, has it, Mr. Tulkinghorn?" says Sir Leicester, giving him his hand. As Ada was a little frightened, I said, to humour the poor old lady, him, "For he is a little--you know--M!" said the old lady with great "I cannot admit the air freely," said the little old lady--the room Richard and Ada, and Miss Jellyby, and the little old lady had gone We were going on in this way, when one morning at breakfast Mr. Jarndyce received a letter, and looking at the superscription, said, The tail of Mr. Snagsby''s eye becomes conscious of the head of Mrs. Snagsby looking in at the shop-door to know what he means by "I should like to walk a little," says my Lady, still looking out of "I should like a little variety," said Richard; "I mean a good range "Do they look like that sort of thing?" said Ada, coming laughingly


id: 1414
title: Somebody''s Luggage
author: Dickens, Charles
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  _Joseph_, much respected Head Waiter at the Slamjam Coffee-house, London, Mr. The Englishman looked down at the young soldiers practising the goosestep there, his mind was left at liberty to take a military turn. Then said Mr. The Englishman to himself, "Look here! of window, to look upon the Corporal with little Bebelle. hands), the small Bebelle, with her round eyes wide open, surveying the "Monsieur Theophile, I believe?" said the Englishman to the Corporal. say, he took Bebelle by the chin, and the Corporal by the hand, and look after the Corporal and little Bebelle, and to resent old Monsieur "I little thought," said the Englishman, after walking for several Mr. The Englishman took it very ill when he looked round a street corner into the Great Place, carrying Bebelle in his arms, that old Mutuel I looked to the left, and said, "Where, Henrietta?"


id: 1406
title: The Perils of Certain English Prisoners
author: Dickens, Charles
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  sloop, and saw the signal run up, "Come on board; hands wanted from the "Sir," says Captain Maryon, chafing a little, as he looked out of his "Mr. Pordage," says Captain Maryon, looking out of his hammock again, "as "Very good, Captain Maryon," says Pordage, in a tremendous passion. "Now, men!" says Captain Carton; "I have to let you know, for your little before that time, I had challenged, and Miss Maryon and Mrs. Belltott had come in. "Good Davis," says Miss Maryon, "what is the matter? "What signal may you mean, sir?" says Sergeant Drooce, looking sharp at "Look at these ladies and children, sir!" says Charker. deep, in which the spare arms were, and in which Miss Maryon and Mrs. Fisher, their hands and dresses blackened with the spoilt gunpowder, In the day-time, I had the like post in Captain Carton''s boat.


id: 1416
title: Mrs. Lirriper''s Lodgings
author: Dickens, Charles
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  at that time had the parlours and loved his joke says "Cheer up Mrs. Lirriper, you should feel as if it was only your christening and they better of you, but as Major Jackman says to me, "I know the ways of this "I am of opinion, Madam," says the Major, "that when money is ready for "You said a newly-married couple, I think, Madam?" says the Major. "Spoken Madam" says the Major "like Emma Lirriper. ("_Here''s_ a boy, Ma''am!" says the Major to me behind his hand.) Then "He is a boy" says the Major--having sniffed--"that has not his like on "Madam" says the Major rising "Jemmy Jackman is becoming an older file "My dear Madam," says the Major, "is there _any_ way of growing younger?" rubber, my dear Madam," says the Major, "and also over what used to be "Between this and my holidays--I mean the dear boy''s" says the Major


id: 1407
title: A Message from the Sea
author: Dickens, Charles
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  days of my life!" said Captain Jorgan, looking up at it. sailor!" said one to another, as they looked after the captain moving seaman, beside Captain Jorgan, than he looked like a sea-serpent. "Thank''ee, ma''am," said the captain, "I don''t know what it is, I am sure; "I was saying to your worthy mother," said the captain to the young man, "Your brother considered right," said the captain; "and you couldn''t take "The stairs are very narrow, sir," said Alfred Raybrock to Captain "You have seen how beautiful she is, sir," said the young man, looking up "Morning, sir!" said Captain Jorgan. "That still young woman with the fatherless child," said Captain Jorgan, brother had got hold of the captain''s right hand, and the fisherman "And now stop!" said the captain, coming to a standstill, and looking "You," said the captain, turning to the younger brother, "are a little in


id: 1415
title: Doctor Marigold
author: Dickens, Charles
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  doctor was fetched to my own mother by my own father, when it took place old lady had been used to sit in the cart, and hand the articles out one was married to the old Cheap Jack so long ago that upon my word and My father had been a lovely one in his time at the Cheap Jack work, as Now let''s know what you want to-night, and you shall This little fortune-teller says it''s a memorandum-book you want. going on, and at last, sitting dozing against a muddy cart-wheel, I come This happiness went on in the cart till she was sixteen year old. well as many books as the cart would neatly hold, a new scheme come into In this way, the question got into my head: Couldn''t I have a book She had left the young man by that time (for it took a few minutes to get


id: 1413
title: Tom Tiddler''s Ground
author: Dickens, Charles
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  "Then you have come to ask me why I lead this life," said the Hermit, "How dare you," said the Hermit, shaking his bars, "come in at my gate, afternoon when Miss Pupford has been reading the paper through her little agitated, and has said to her assistant "G!" Then Miss Pupford''s are, when Miss Pupford finds an old pupil coming out under the head of A self-helpful steady little child is Miss Kitty Kimmeens: a So, the great marriage-day came, and Miss Pupford, quite as much "Nobody else," said Miss Kitty Kimmeens, shaking her curls a little Hows''ever, your own poor Bella, Miss Kimmeens," said the So, little Miss Kimmeens looked under the five empty It was such a comfort to know it, that little Miss Kitty Kimmeens "--Miss Kimmeens is not a professed philosopher, sir," said Mr. Traveller, presenting her at the barred window, and smoothing her shining


id: 1465
title: The Wreck of the Golden Mary
author: Dickens, Charles
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  Mrs. Atherfield after standing by me on deck once, looking for some time in an When I left John Steadiman in charge, the ship was still going at a great "Kiss me, Captain Ravender," says Mrs. Atherfield, "and God in heaven bless you, you good man!" "My dear," says I, "those words are better for me than a life-boat." I held her child in my arms till she was in the boat, and then kissed the child and handed remained aboard the Golden Mary, John Mullion the man who had kept on over the sea for John Steadiman''s boat. Twelve nights and eleven days we had been driving in the boat, when old Golden Mary, to see the Golden Lucy, held up by the men in the Long-boat, The black figures of three or four men in the after-part of the Long-boat command in my place when I took charge of the Long-boat.


id: 37121
title: Charles Dickens'' Children Stories
author: Dickens, Charles
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  well as a dear and happy day to me, father, and I made a little treat The father kissed the cold, little face on the bed, and went There was a pretty little girl six years old, but her father had taken "Well, Master Paul, how do you think you will like me?" said Mrs. Pipchin, seeing the child intently regarding her. night at Mrs. Pipchin''s house, little Paul went home, and was carried seated by the bed, and poor little Mrs. Harry Walmers junior is fast Little David Copperfield lived with his mother in a pretty house in the David said he thought Mr. Peggotty must be a very good man. David was quite sorry to leave these kind people and his dear little "There, sir," said Pip. At this the man started to run away, but stopped and looked over his


id: 37581
title: The Cricket on the Hearth: A Fairy Tale of Home
author: Dickens, Charles
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  "The first time I heard its cheerful little note, John, was on that "Good evening John!" said the little man. "Dear, Caleb," said the Carrier. "''For Caleb Plummer,''" said the little man, spelling out the direction. "A little disparity, you know;" said Tackleton, with another nudge. "Good night, my dear friend!" said Tackleton, compassionately. should have said that Caleb lived here, and his poor Blind Daughter should have said that Caleb lived here, and his poor Blind Daughter "Bertha!" said Tackleton, assuming, for the nonce, a little cordiality. "I am sorry for it, John," said Dot in a great bustle, "but I really "Oh _do_ Way, John!" said Mrs. Peerybingle. "However, he''s a good-natured old gentleman," said John, "and pays as a "Why, you an''t particularly old, at any time; are you?" said Tackleton. John Peerybingle," said Tackleton. "John Peerybingle," said Tackleton, in his ear. "Why, what the Devil''s this, John Peerybingle!" said Tackleton.


id: 32241
title: Dickens'' Stories About Children Every Child Can Read
author: Dickens, Charles
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  "Neither did I expect to come, father," said Meg, nodding and smiling. father, what the judge said, you know, we poor people are supposed to "Not going back again?" said the poor little anxious Child of the "Why do you come here to do this?" said the old man sitting down beside "N--no farther to-night, I think," said the child, looking toward her "And where are you going to-day?" said the little man the following "We''re going on to the races," said the little man. "And the old gentleman, too," said Mrs. Jarley; "for I want to have a "I was taking the air at the top of the house, sir," said the old man "There sir," said Pip. At this the man started and seemed about to run away, but stopped and "Well--come in," he said, after a little thought. "The old gentleman over the way?" said Oliver.


id: 40723
title: The Battle of Life: A Love Story
author: Dickens, Charles
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  "Music and dancing _to-day_!" said the Doctor, stopping short, and "Ladies!" said Mr. Snitchey, "For Self and Craggs," who bowed, "good said Mr. Snitchey, looking at his partner, "that I speak for Self and "And so, if Mr. Britain will oblige us with a mouthful of ink," said Mr. Snitchey, returning to the papers, "we''ll sign, seal, and deliver as "And when the time comes, as it must one day," said Alfred,--"I wonder "Let it come!" said Alfred, wringing the Doctor''s hand stoutly. "Our friend the Doctor makes light of such things," said Mr. Snitchey, The day was," said the Doctor, looking at the fire, "when you and Upon my word!" said the old Doctor, looking at his daughters "If you can look that man in the eye this night," said Mrs. Snitchey, have lost Mr. Craggs." But he looked at Clemency as he said it, and


id: 47535
title: The Posthumous Papers of the Pickwick Club, v. 2 (of 2)
author: Dickens, Charles
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  "Sam!" said Mr. Pickwick, looking round, when they got to the end of "You don''t mean to say he was burked, Sam?" said Mr. Pickwick, looking And so he had, sir," said Mr. Weller, looking steadily into Mr. Pickwick''s horror-stricken countenance, "or else he''d been draw''d into "So Mr. Pickwick said at the time, my Lord," replied Sam; "and I wos "But surely, my dear sir," said little Perker, as he stood in Mr. Pickwick''s apartment on the morning after the trial: "surely you don''t "Sam," said Mr. Pickwick, when Mr. Weller appeared in reply to the "You think you can find him, Sam?" said Mr. Pickwick, looking earnestly garden expedition, at night; eh, Sam?" said Mr. Pickwick, looking "You''re quite right, Sam," said Mr. Pickwick; "but old men may come I see a prisoner we know coming this way, Sam," said Mr. Pickwick, "Now, Sam!" said Mr. Pickwick, looking back.


id: 47534
title: The Posthumous Papers of the Pickwick Club, v. 1 (of 2)
author: Dickens, Charles
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  "You are stopping in this house, sir," said the indignant little man; "Now, mind," said the old gentleman, as he shook hands with Mr. Pickwick at the conclusion of a conversation which had been carried on "I assure you, ma''am," said Mr. Pickwick, grasping the old lady''s hand, "Here they are," said Mr. Pickwick; and as he spoke, the forms of Mr. Tupman, Mr. Snodgrass, and Mr. Winkle appeared in the distance. "Hold up!" said the stout old Mr. Wardle, as Mr. Pickwick dived head "Come in," said a man''s voice, in reply to Sam''s rap at the door. "This is a curious old house of yours," said the little man, looking "My dear sir," said the little man, in a low tone, taking Mr. Wardle "Don''t go away, my dear sir--pray don''t hurry," said the little man. "Yes, my dear sir, yes," said the little man, with a knowing look,


id: 35536
title: The Poems and Verses of Charles Dickens
author: Dickens, Charles
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  appearing in print, a young composer named John Hullah set to music a In 1838 Dickens agreed to prepare a little play for Macready, the famous _Tom._ There comes a new moon twelve times a year. life, as the man said ven he took the sitivation at the light-house.'' The good old times for hunting men who held their fathers'' creed, In the fine old English Tory times; In the fine old English Tory times; In the fine old English Tory times; In the fine old English Tory times; In the fine old English Tory times; In the fine old English Tory times; That night must come on these fine days, in course of time was plain; The bright old day now dawns again; the cry runs through the land, Of the fine old English Tory days; Of the fine old English Tory days; A NEW SONG, BUT AN OLD STORY


id: 43111
title: The Personal History of David Copperfield
author: Dickens, Charles
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  "Mrs. David Copperfield, I _think_," said Miss Betsey; the emphasis "How''s Mrs. Fibbitson to-day?" said the Master, looking at another old "Young Copperfield," said Steerforth, coming forward up the room, "stop "You look very well, Mr. Barkis," I said, thinking he would like to know "You are too young to know how the world changes every day," said Mrs. Creakle, "and how the people in it pass away. "On such an occasion I will give you, Master Copperfield," said Mrs. Micawber, "in a little more flip," for we had been having some already, "That little man of a doctor, with his head on one side," said my aunt, "I will not conceal from you, my dear Mr. Copperfield," said Mrs. Micawber, "that _I_ have long felt the Brewing business to be "When you know that the other day, when you said you would like a little


