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id: 15389
title: True Riches; Or, Wealth Without Wings
author: Arthur, T. S. (Timothy Shay)
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  The young man, Edward Claire, did not make a reply for nearly a Good-bye, sweet one!" said Claire, kissing his wife, "To Leonard Jasper, my old friend," said he to his wife, "I have left called to Edward Claire, his principal clerk, and said that he wished "Edward," said Mr. Jasper, in a low, serious voice, "there is a "Not happy accidents, Edward," said Mrs. Claire, with a tender smile; "I think, Edith," said the young man, after remaining thoughtfully "Edward," said Mr. Jasper, on the next morning, soon after he came to "I am to pay you two dollars, I believe?" said the lady, after Claire "We will not bandy words on that subject, Mr. Jasper," said Claire--"I "Mr. Jasper," said the young man, changing his manner, "we have had From that time Claire and his wife heard no more from Jasper, who return to Edward Claire and his true-minded, loving-hearted wife.


id: 15538
title: Hetty Gray Nobody''s Bairn
author: Gilbert, Rosa M. (Rosa Mulholland)
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  "Hetty has got a house," said the little girl complacently. "A splendid large house, Hetty," said Mrs. Kane. "I am not sure," said Hetty; "I don''t remember Mrs. Kane." "Yes," said Hetty slowly, half liking Miss Davis, but feeling afraid she "This is little Hetty," said Mrs. Enderby, presenting her to her "Then you must learn to like it," said Miss Davis briskly; "little girls "Laws, Miss Hetty, you are a strange little girl," said the maid, who "Phyllis calls Mrs. Enderby mother," said Hetty, "and it sounds cold. "I hope Hetty is getting on better in the school-room now," said Mrs. Enderby to Phyllis one day; "I have not heard any complaints for some "I don''t think you will get leave from Mrs. Enderby," said Hetty; "and "I don''t think you have made things any better, Hetty," said Miss Davis. "Hetty," said Mrs. Enderby, "Miss Gaythorne wishes to have you with her


id: 18496
title: Big Brother
author: Johnston, Annie F. (Annie Fellows)
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  it came from a roguish-looking child, hanging half-way out of a window "Robin," he answered, and leaned farther out to look into her box. Robin smiled on Grace like an old friend when she appeared at the conversation, and in a short time Mrs. Estel was listening to little So patient little "Big Brother" kept on turning the crank, long after Robin watched Mrs. Estel with such sadness, so pathetic in a child, as day after day Robin''s little feet "No, the little fellow''s scarcely a mite of trouble," Mrs. Dearborn said, "Robin tucks ze black dancin'' bear in bed, an'' Big Brother tucks It seemed little short of sacrilege to Mrs. Dearborn, whose own children had regarded it for years from an He lay awake a long time that night smoothing Robin''s But he thought of little Robin fifteen miles Steven was left at home to wait and wonder what message Mrs. Estel


id: 30732
title: The Son of His Mother
author: Viebig, Clara
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  going, gets away from the road and runs round in a circle like a poor, They stood like that for a long time without saying a word, Käte looked round, shivering a little in the cold dark Käte looked at the child with longing eyes. from the Venn now, and--Käte gave her husband a long look--he would not When Käte rose after such a night she felt her husband''s eyes Wolfgang felt his face burn like fire, he had a scratch on his cheek such people have." "Dear boy, it''s no good, they won''t come," Käte had boy looks to-day," said his father. "Hallo, Wolfgang," she said, laughing, and at the same time a little "You''re late to-day," said his mother, when Wolfgang came home from remains away a little longer for once in a way, I should like to know, days, the sweet little child with the eyes like sloes that was to run


id: 23188
title: Michael Penguyne; Or, Fisher Life on the Cornish Coast
author: Kingston, William Henry Giles
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  "''I hope we shall get back home yet, Michael,'' I said, wishing to cheer "You will do that, I know, Michael," said Nelly, "whatever may happen." "Thank you," said Nelly; "father is very ill, I fear; but God is "Good-bye, Eban," said Michael, as he passed him; "Nelly and I must get "Never fear, Nelly," said Michael, when she told him one day how little Dame Lanreath and Nelly had been anxiously expecting Michael''s return, Nelly several times had run out to look down the harbour, hoping against Nelly then told Eban how Michael had gone away with the boat in the "Your friend Eban has been here again to-day," said Nelly, one evening "Michael," said Nelly, looking up, "I will trust only those whom you Uncle Reuben''s boat was called the "Sea-Gull." Michael was now Eban knew that Michael had gone away in the "Sea-Gull." Should he risk


id: 26695
title: Make or Break; or, The Rich Man''s Daughter
author: Optic, Oliver
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  "Of course not; André always gives a man an easy shave," replied Mr. Wittleworth. "Maggie says you want to see me," said Leo. The boy was dressed as neatly as the barber himself, but in other "But, father, I shall lose my medal if I leave school now," added Leo. "Do you know Mr. Checkynshaw?" asked the man of business. "Do you know Fitz Wittleworth?" demanded Mr. Checkynshaw, sharply. leave the house to show Mr. Checkynshaw where Mrs. Wittleworth lived. Fitz Wittleworth has only five dollars a week at Mr. Checkynshaw''s. We left Mr. Checkynshaw entering the house of Mrs. Wittleworth, in "What makes Fitz think that Marguerite is not living?" asked Mr. Checkynshaw, more mildly than he had yet spoken. "Don''t you want an establishment of this kind, Baxter?" asked Mr. Checkynshaw of a busy person who had worked his way through the crowd.


id: 4398
title: The Tides of Barnegat
author: Smith, Francis Hopkinson
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  "Too fine, Miss Jane, for her old Martha," the nurse called back. "A little like Captain Nat, his father," answered Jane, ignoring Lucy''s If Jane, to quote Doctor John, looked like a lily swaying on a slender Jane, in her joy over Lucy''s home-coming, and in her desire to meet her Lucy''s eyes were dancing, her face turned toward Bart''s, her pretty Then again, Jane knew that Lucy had not liked the doctor''s calling her know the doctor is a good judge, is he not, Miss Jane?" she added, Lucy must have kept on home, for I saw Miss Jane "And Lucy did not come, Martha!" Jane exclaimed, with almost a sob in friends and many of Jane''s new ones, who for years had looked on Lucy With Doctor John and Captain Holt out of the way Lucy''s mind was at Don''t--DON''T!" Lucy was looking up into the captain''s face now,


id: 42972
title: Aaron the Jew: A Novel
author: Farjeon, B. L. (Benjamin Leopold)
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  preceding chapters, a Jew, bearing the name of Aaron Cohen, had come said Aaron Cohen; and Rachel, as she kissed her child''s mouth and "Which is no excuse for our not opening the door," said Aaron Cohen, "Good," said Aaron, and, kissing Rachel, went away with a light heart. "My dear," said Aaron to his wife, "there is some coffee left in the "Good-night, Prissy," said Aaron. "Good little boys and girls," said Aaron. "Rachel, my beloved!" said Aaron, placing his hands on her shoulders. "Yes, Prissy, yes," said Aaron, laying his hand for a moment on "If our dear one lives, Aaron," said Rachel, "we will call her Ruth, "Indeed you need not," said Aaron, pressing Mr. Moss''s hand. "It is a good work done, my love," said Aaron to his wife, rubbing his "Look back," said Aaron, laying his hand kindly on Mr. Moss''s


id: 43697
title: Nelly''s First Schooldays
author: Franklin, Josephine
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  Not very far from Nelly''s home, stood a small, time-worn, wooden house. Martin, a boy who lived at Mr. Brooks'', told Nelly that Miss Elinor told Comfort, in confidence, when she went home, that this little boy''s "It wasn''t Miss Harrow, at all," said Nelly, reddening; "it was that "I know it," said Nell, a little sadly, "and I would be good now, if Near the door of Mrs. Harrow''s little house, Nelly encountered her "Comfort," said Nell, that night, leaning her head on her hand, and "Comfort," said Nelly, getting impatient, "why don''t you tell me, then, "You mustn''t laugh so, Comfort," said Nelly, with dignity, "you make me "Poor little fellow!" said Nelly meditating; "I don''t wonder you want "Good-night, Comfort," said Martin; "I wish _I_ had thirty dollars; yet "Yes, ma''am," said Nelly; and then she added, "Comfort was going to "Dear, dear!" said Nelly; "that will be hard for Miss Milly."


id: 55837
title: The Rainbow Bridge
author: Fox, Frances Margaret
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  teacher, smiling once more, said, "Marian Lee." The little girl sat Sometimes lovely mothers come here for little girls like "I want a mother just like my Nanna," said Marian to the One thing Marian learned before she had lived ten days with Aunt Aunt Amelia said that Ella wasn''t the same child when she was left TRY as hard as she would, Marian could not fit into Aunt Amelia''s home. Lala called Marian a "Little fool," Aunt Amelia called her an "She''s his little girl," ventured Marian, longing for a place beside "Sit down, child," said Uncle George, "you''re my brother''s little girl, Uncle George looked so angry Marian didn''t know what was going to He put little Ella in her mother''s lap and then taking Marian TRUE to her word, Aunt Amelia carried Marian''s breakfast to her room. Marian and said, "Why, little girl, you are my child."


id: 61344
title: The Happy Isles
author: King, Basil
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  morning when our little boy''s story opens had given time for Miss So, outwardly, Tom Whitelaw came in for two full years of good-natured George Honeybun and Tom Whitelaw came looking for a home, the ancient A few days after his rescue of Guy Ansley from the snow Tom Whitelaw Tom looked round to see what Miss Ansley was doing, but slipping away, in New York that Tom felt the impulse to tell Honey of the way in For the first time in his life Tom Whitelaw couldn''t sleep. Once more Tom said to himself, "It''s the way she looks at you." He knew The face, which even a boy like Tom could see to Yer don''t think a little thing like this Tom, couldn''t we make a little life for ourselves away from everyone, Whitelaw came into the room where Tom was at work to look for him.


