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  Evolo THE STORY OF A GENIUS FROM THE GERMAN OF OSSIP SCHUBIN ENGLISHED BY E. H. LOCKWOOD R. F. FENNO & COMPANY


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id: 35673
title: Our Own Set: A Novel
author: Schubin, Ossip
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  "I simply have not the time for it," said Sempaly half laughing. "To be sure," said Sempaly laughing, "I might say: Look here, my good "My dear Zinka...." the general began--for, like all conscientious old said, and Zinka went on like a person accustomed to be listened to. "Yes, I know Rome very well," Zinka went on: "You have only to ask the Sempaly rose: "May I have the honor?" he said to Zinka, and they went crushing," said Sempaly to Zinka; "but one wearies of the nocturne, and "Good-bye," said Sempaly without moving, and Truyn went to the door; "Zinka has an imagination that feeds on horrors," said Sterzl smiling. "Zinka," he said, "tell me, do you feel a little of what your voice old friend," said Zinka with her pathetic little laugh. "Of me and Fräulein Zinka Sterzl," said Sempaly with vehement emphasis.


id: 35396
title: Asbeïn: From the Life of a Virtuoso
author: Schubin, Ossip
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  "You will come!" said Natalie, laughing gayly. "I am no longer needed," said Lensky, with a glance at the table, and "Little mother, I can love but once," replied Natalie, bending her "I am not like all girls," said Natalie, laughing. "No, no," said Natalie, firmly, and then her great brilliant eyes met "Boris Lensky sent them to me," said she, while she at the same time little kingdom," said Lensky, jokingly, to the young mother, while he Lensky begged Natalie to open her drawing-room one or two evenings a Lensky was busy arranging the music on the piano, Natalie stood in the "Perhaps the thing will pull through," said Lensky, and Natalie "Listen; how sweet, how sad!" said Natalie, turning her head to the A little later, Natalie and Lensky walked home together through the Natalie rose; she did not know what she wished; to look at the child,


id: 35385
title: Blanche: The Maid of Lille
author: Schubin, Ossip
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  the dying man''s couch was a lovely little maiden who offered her cheeks child would not hear; he promised to afford the little maiden loving or for a little maiden like Blanche, who would receive a kind of "Blanche is eighteen years old!" stormed Dame Auberive; Gottfried recognised in him a certain Henri de Lancy who, at the Hence it was that Blanche came to the assistance of Dame Isabella and her Uncle Gottfried in the care of De Lancy, and as her hand was the Lancy opened his eyes, which, though at times blue as the heavens In the cool, lofty rooms of the Castle of Montalme Blanche wandered But one day Dame Isabella whispered to her, "He is desperately in love One day when Blanche, with her hands in her lap, sat brooding, Dame "A tear for Blanche of Montalme; for Henri de Lancy--a prayer!"


id: 35531
title: Countess Erika''s Apprenticeship
author: Schubin, Ossip
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  Such was Erika''s grandmother, Countess Anna Lenzdorff. "Good night, Countess!" Goswyn touched the delicate old hand with his comes.--Erika, Herr von Sydow wishes to be presented to you: you know "Erika, ring the bell," said Countess Lenzdorff. Countess Lenzdorff looked at Erika and smiled good-naturedly, as she "But, Erika,"--her grandmother put her hand on the girl''s arm, and tickets, and a few days afterwards the old Countess, with Erika and her Erika,--I never liked her,--but poor old Countess Lenzdorff. "Erika," she said, tenderly laying her hand on the girl''s shoulder, "I "What do you say to it?" the old Countess, who had followed Erika, "How long ago is it, Erika?--five or six years?" asked the old lady. "Erika is beginning to go out a little to please me," the old Countess "Of whom, then, are you talking?" Erika asks, looking her grandmother They reached the hotel, and the old Countess looked up at Erika''s


id: 36904
title: For the Right
author: Franzos, Karl Emil
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  "But I shall thank you while I live," cried Taras, walking away quickly "Of course," cried the pope, "he has lost his forest, poor man, shall "Tell them to put away their firelocks," said Taras, quietly; "you need "No!" said Taras, "you shall follow me back to the village; we must "No," said Taras; "the right surely must be upheld, whether life or "I shall _not_!" repeated Taras solemnly, lifting his right hand; "God Taras continued: "I was taken along by this good man for two days--slow "Taras is a God-fearing man," said the "Yes," said Taras, briefly, and called his men, who were not a little "You understand its meaning," said Taras to his men. "We shall see," said Taras, and turned to his men. "I shall remember it," said Taras, bending over the old man''s hand. Taras looked at him surprised, for the man he had come to


id: 35454
title: "O Thou, My Austria!"
author: Schubin, Ossip
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  in a delicate, old-world face, she looked like an elf who could not When Harry arose, he looked like the bad boys in "Aunt Rosa tells me to ask you to come to the drawing-room," Harry "Yes, it is beautiful," says Harry; and again his eyes seek the face of Casino, Harry and his friend, by a window that looks out upon a little "The same old lack of fire!" Harry says, by way of a jest, handing him "Lato," Harry asks, clearing his throat, "how do you mean to get home? "Well, Lato, are you coming?" asks Harry, growing impatient. "Perhaps so," Lato murmurs, with a far-away look in his eyes, and a Harry''s thoughts dwelt upon the pale girl with the large, dark eyes. "Yes," says Harry; "so long as it was warm we looked for a storm; the Zdena''s hand?" asks Harry.


id: 35571
title: Felix Lanzberg''s Expiation
author: Schubin, Ossip
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  almost sallow, little face with large blue eyes, which love to look up "Erwin, do you happen to know these Harfinks?" Felix asks his "Erwin!" cries Felix, his hands convulsively clasped, in his large Felix''s eyes rest on his brother-in-law, then they turn to Elsa. charming spring life, Elsa looks like a frail white flower. the nickname, "Scirocco." "How are you, Felix?" he cried a second time, Felix listened, listened, like an old man who suddenly hears once more On her way to the drawing-room, Elsa heard a little voice prattling and So cried Linda, entering the drawing-room where Felix and Elsa awaited Elsa who, walking with Scirocco, meets her husband, Linda on his arm, door opens, Erwin bursts in with hat on his head, and cries: "Elsa, sister-in-law, and Erwin begs, "Be a little good to her--for Felix''s "You have a new bracelet, Linda," said Felix one day, after dinner, to


id: 35491
title: Boris Lensky
author: Schubin, Ossip
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  "My cousin, Nikolai Lensky," says Sophie, in a tone which betrays that "Tell us, please, how you really came here, Mascha," Lensky asks his "Ah, madame!" says Mascha, with her soft eyes looking first at Lensky "One more kiss," murmurs Lensky, and takes the sweet, pale little face Mascha has lips like a four-year-old child. "You have lost much time, little one," says Lensky, and laughs. Mascha has wiped the tears from her eyes; she looks at Nita touchingly, to-day for the first time as a young lady," says he, turning to And Lensky says, half vexed, half laughingly: "My daughter looks like a slips her little hand in Nikolai''s arm and adds: "I love my brother "Where is Mascha?" asks Lensky, as Nikolai helps him into his overcoat. "Yes, one--one person whom I love with my whole heart," says Mascha, Mascha''s room meet Lensky''s eyes.


id: 35541
title: Erlach Court
author: Schubin, Ossip
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  "I put in a good word for the child," Stella says, with a laugh, anything like that, Baron Rohritz," she asks, "from a young girl?" One evening--Stella was about eleven years--old Meineck came home Stella to ask her mother if he might come home. Stella looks first at Rohritz, then at her uncle, and murmurs, "That "That talk with Rohritz was a little reprehensible," Katrine says, with ball," says Stella, "''with brilliant and far-gazing eyes.'' So that was captain to Stella, noting the longing looks which the girl is casting "Are you well protected, Fräulein Stella?" Rohritz asks his young woman says something to Rohritz in the peasant patois, which Stella eyes, "How many years too young did you say I was, Baroness Stella, to Then Stella is packed inside the little vehicle, Rohritz takes his message for my foolish little Stella?" asks the captain.


id: 35672
title: ''Gloria Victis!'' A Romance
author: Schubin, Ossip
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  "Our Ella is beginning to be pretty," said Truyn opening his eyes after "Count Capriani, I do not know who he is," Truyn said coldly. "Ella''s hand for the son of that railway Capriani!" exclaimed Oswald "It will do no good, dear little mother," said Gabrielle, obediently "Gabrielle Truyn!" exclaimed Oswald; and Siegburg said sagely, "this round, his eyes met Oswald''s; he smiled, and said with good-humoured "It serves you right," said Truyn smiling, "why do you ask about "Count Oswald Lodrin," said the doctor. "Capriani, father and son, I saw them," said Oswald, "look at him, "Come soon again," said Truyn, shaking hands with him, "give my is a very fine fellow!" said Truyn, "he suits the child--you must know from the Left!" said Georges laughing, then turning to Oswald who was "How long have you known that Capriani," Oswald asked his light-hearted "Not at all," said Oswald decisively, without looking at Capriani, "we


id: 35590
title: The Story of a Genius
author: Schubin, Ossip
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  same time, as he confessed to little Gesa with a sigh, he had vainly At last came a day when Gesa was to play for the first time at a public its crucifix leaning against the black church wall, looked like an old Gaston Delileo had resolved to look upon Annette and Gesa as sister and late supper time had come--Gesa still bent over his music paper. looking up at her with true-hearted eyes, "Annette, my good little and seeing that Gesa kept his great tragic eyes fixed on Annette''s myself," said Gesa, blushing a little. looked like a girl myself then, was scarcely eighteen years old, and in time Gesa''s eye searched the church, then he went on to the high altar Suddenly Gesa raised his eyes to the old man''s face. Although Delileo has long been dead Gesa still lives in the old house.


