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  Spanking your Waterloo when the telephone bell makes you nervous--_not_ when he''s bad," Cousin Eunice


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id: 20022
title: "Sequil"; Or, Things Whitch Aint Finished in the First
author: Shute, Henry A. (Henry Augustus)
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  he sed he wood and i went home and told father mister Watson wanted him when we got home mother sed it was a shame and she wood tell father when and father said thunder no i aint going to lick him but i was mad enuf wood brake down, but father he said i had got to go and so i went. and father he said he most never got mad and jest then the bell rung, Beany he said well let the old sine rip and so he went over and got his asked Beany he said he wood go only his father wanted him to go down to over to see Beanys father jest as i said he wood and dident come back. he got mister Watson, Beanys father and we all went over to see lady mother she went in and father told her he had got the scab of old Mike


id: 21129
title: The Heart of Una Sackville
author: Vaizey, George de Horne, Mrs.
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  thought it would be lovely when the time came for leaving school, and "How old are you, child?" father said at last, turning away with a sigh to do what one likes best," I said calmly; and he gave a little jump of find out if she had said anything to show him that I was really grownup, instead of the child he thought me; so the next time we met I asked known people like that, but their faces looked sweet and radiant. time to think of myself I feel so tired; and one day Vere said Vere''s dress, of course; perhaps it made me look like her. "When I first came home, mother saw that I didn''t like it, so she said "Wallace went about looking like a ghost, and mother cried, and father He said that Vere would need care for a long time to come, and that


id: 29632
title: Competition
author: Causey, James
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  "Amen," Max said. After supper, Armitage played chess with Bishop while I followed Max It took Max a few hours to home in on the test Max and Armitage donned spacesuits and went toward "Skeletons," Max said. "How?" Bishop said. "I wonder," Bishop said thoughtfully. "Rot!" Armitage said like drums beating. "That we''re working on it," Bishop said dryly. "That''s good," Armitage said seriously. Max said it reminded him of Scotland. "They''re harmless," Max said. "None?" Max asked Armitage dangerously. I came up quietly behind Armitage and Bishop saw what I "Thanks, dear," Max said thoughtfully, looking at the cards scattered on Bishop found Armitage this morning, in his cabin. "Oh, God," Max said. He said Armitage had died After dinner he suggested three-handed bridge and Max said he knew a All day long Bishop and Max have managed to give me the queen of spades. "Quite," Max said. "Right," Max said. "Symbiosis," Max said finally.


id: 26335
title: Brite and Fair
author: Shute, Henry A. (Henry Augustus)
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  i told mother what old mister minister sed and mother she sed she gessed father wood have a prety mother sed that 10 days wood give her time to get sed what i thought father wood have lammed time mother and she sed i supose sum peeple wood say thing in his life and father sed no i gess he dident father he sed he got them cheep becaus they dident father sed he thougt it wood be all rite for Beanys boat sed the nex time we come up we will saled into me like time again then Pewts father sed things and one man sed i have got a 15 years old father had sed he thought old Boss got prety good Beany got a eg in the side and father sed i shood and Pewts father sed as long as i got


id: 30475
title: With a Vengeance
author: Woodley, J. B.
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  believe that old cliche "the time was right." common Common Man. Kyle was such, twenty years ago. And he stood there, I remember, with those seventeen-year-old hands that "Please, Mr. Booth," he said, his voice cracking. And this is the man who is Kyle the First, Ruler of Terra at the age of once couldn''t become a "noospaper" man, he''s taking his vengeance this A man as petty as that shall be overthrown! of His Most Imperial Majesty, Kyle the First, on Tuesday of next week. Mr. Booth?" he said. As I stood there, gaping, His Majesty laughed softly and said, "That, I assure you, Mr. Booth, I have often thought of that day after being handed a folder by some man. know full well what the future of journalism shall be, Mr. Booth." through th offics of His Majsty on th vry day of Mr. Booth''s dath.


id: 2426
title: The Diary of a Man of Fifty
author: James, Henry
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  question--"The Countess Scarabelli, you mean," he said. "And it must be a great pleasure," said my young friend, "to come back." My companion looked a little mystified; and at last he said, "I am very "The Countess Salvi died ten years ago," I said. "You forget," said my young man, smiling, "that I have never seen the "I think it is more than a month," said the young man. "The Countess Scarabelli," said my friend, "brought it to her husband as "I know what you want," I said to Stanmer. "I understand that," said the Countess, looking at her open fan. "You are thinking about the mother," said Stanmer. "My dear fellow," I said, "they are mother and daughter--they are as like "I remember him," I said; "I saw him a great many times--your mother Stanmer turned about the room two or three times, and then he said: "I


id: 5111
title: The Real Diary of a Real Boy
author: Shute, Henry A. (Henry Augustus)
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  says father was a buster when he was a boy and went round with Gim father says he works like time, but i went and when i went home mother said something was the matter and i told father said he wood lick me at home when i got licked at school and nobody got licked in school today, gess why, becaus there time and after a while she said if our fathers wood lick us and make us Feb. 24, Beany and Pewt got punching today in school and old Francis me and father took a walk and then went and set down on the big school why in time dont he pay you, and Beany hollered i gess he hasent got any father got home he jawed me and said i coodent go down town for a then i went down stairs and father did i like the baby and i said it was


id: 4612
title: The Altar Fire
author: Benson, Arthur Christopher
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  people in a different way of life; but it ought to be said that he was and happy life of a high-minded and effective man. hearts out in search of love and beauty and God--for these things are beautiful book unless he had a great soul--is it almost like saying and admire great and noble and beautiful things, and feel his own open a book, and let the old beautiful thoughts flow into my mind, till in life, but man lives in work. great man now," he said with a smile; "I hear your books talked about that life is a thing of large issues and great hopes; that every action men, he said a sublime thing, for if we believe that God made and loved think and feel about the great experiences of life. But to tell a man to feel more in a thing, is like


id: 1892
title: Extracts from Adam''s Diary, translated from the original ms.
author: Twain, Mark
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  This new creature with the long hair is a good deal in the way. The new creature calls it Niagara Falls--why, Says it looks like Niagara Falls. same pretext is offered--it looks like the thing. The new creature says it is all woods and new creature trying to clod apples out of that forbidden tree. The new creature says its name is Eve. That is all right, I have I escaped last Tuesday night, and travelled two days, and built she has tamed and calls a wolf, and came making that pitiful noise among others, trying to study out why the animals called lions and Tonawanda--says it looks like that. thing, she says it is ordered that we work for our living hereafter. that it is a different and new kind of animal--a fish, perhaps, tail, sufficiently indicates that this is a new kind of bear.


id: 1551
title: A Cathedral Courtship
author: Wiggin, Kate Douglas Smith
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  The Royal Garden Inn. We are doing the English cathedral towns, aunt Celia and I. I have been hearing dear old Dr. Kyle a great deal lately, and aunt Celia says that he is the most toppingest High Church ritual cause aunt Celia to look on the English charming time on board ship (more charming than aunt Celia knows, because There was one particularly nice young man, who looked like a Bostonian. stop at the Highflyer Inn in Lark Lane, but aunt Celia said that if we nice young man is making a cathedral tour, like ourselves, he isn''t as the person who picked up the contents of aunt Celia''s bag, she said, Aunt Celia was saying very audibly, "We shall certainly miss the train if Aunt Celia says we shall have no worthy architecture until every building Mr. Copley says that aunt Celia has been feeing the vergers altogether with Kitty--and aunt Celia.


id: 9615
title: The Diary of a Superfluous Man and Other Stories
author: Turgenev, Ivan Sergeevich
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  Death looked me in the face that day and took note past--like stars which suddenly come out against the evening sky to We walked rather a long while, till evening, and talked little. The prince walked a few steps away, stood still, and, turning his head, dress; she looked round, passed her hand over her face, and went away. and the heart gradually begins to sink, and a man longs to come out Sophia turned away, and began walking up and down the room again. if that''s it,'' she said, ''let me tell you that I love that man, times went up to Pasinkov, and said to him, ''Yakov Ivanitch, I want to ''Such a long time has passed since the day we parted,'' I thought, ''she (The little girl looked, without a word, at her mother.) ''I can fancy answered the lieutenant; ''come in here, my good sir.'' Kolosov went in.


id: 11561
title: People of the Whirlpool From The Experience Book of a Commuter''s Wife
author: Wright, Mabel Osgood
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  Father and Evan were present at the time,--I dared not look at Miss Lavinia herself handed Evan a quaint little silver lamp by which to That night Miss Lavinia was forced to ask "for time for ''forty winks''" "Nice-looking people," said Miss Lavinia, meditatively scrutinizing the Then Evan went down town, and I returned to lunch with Miss Lavinia, for, I did not look at Miss Lavinia in the brief moment before Sylvia entered, "By the way, Mrs. Evan, won''t you and Miss Lavinia join us at luncheon? Miss Lavinia evidently did not like to ask Mrs. Bradford''s age, so she "Mr. Bradford told me some news this morning," said Miss Lavinia, walking Immediately after dinner, and before I had a chance to tell Evan, Mrs. Jenks-Smith stopped on her way home from a drive, the Whirlpoolers not "And I loved your friend, who is Barbara''s father," Miss Lavinia said,


id: 12983
title: Rescuing the Czar: Two authentic diaries arranged and translated
author: Smythe, James P.
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  "Keep going," said the Captain; "that fellow''s got ''The Man in the ''You don''t look like a man who would ask another to commit suicide. should know.'' I thought a little while before asking, ''When do I If I am lost and this comes into a white man''s hands who understands looked at me and said: ''I _understand_,--yes, yes, I know. "We know all about it," said Misha, "but the time is not Last Friday Kerensky asked me to come to his office and said A man who looks like "Are you crazy?" said the man at the wheel, looking at me with fury. sympathetic, and only asked how the man looked and which way he had met before?"--I said No. He looked to me like one of those Siberian "Wait on the street, service-man," he said, "I cannot "Wait a while," Botkin said, "I still would like to know whom I have


id: 8528
title: Eve''s Diary, Part 3
author: Twain, Mark
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  case I think I could enjoy looking at her; indeed I am sure I could, for It is best to prove things by actual experiment; then you KNOW; whereas delightful to have it that way, it makes the world so interesting. I think there are many things to myself why I love him, I find I do not know, and do not really much care to know; so I suppose that this kind of love is not a product of reasoning and statistics, like one''s love for other reptiles and their song; but I do not love Adam on account of his singing--no, it is I think he has it in him, and I do not know why he conceals it It is a matter of sex, I think. Yes, I think I love him merely because he is MINE and is MASCULINE.


id: 8526
title: Eve''s Diary, Part 1
author: Twain, Mark
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  day-before-yesterday I was not there when it happened, or I should experiment; it would be impossible for a person to feel more like an [That is a good phrase, I think, for one so young.] Everything looks better today than it did yesterday. The moon got loose last night, and slid and after I was rested I got a basket and started for a place on the looked like one, and I feel sure that that is what it is. eyes, and looks like a reptile. subterfuge: Sunday isn''t the day of rest; Saturday is appointed for It looks to me like a creature that is more interested in resting When I found it could talk I felt a new interest in it, for I love to I seem to know just by the shape of the creature and the way it acts was a mournful place, and every little thing spoke of him, and my heart


id: 8527
title: Eve''s Diary, Part 2
author: Twain, Mark
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  I failed, but I think the good intention pleased him. I wish I could make him understand that a loving good heart This morning he used a surprisingly good word. himself, that it was a good one, for he worked in in twice afterward, not come if it was dark, for she was a timid little thing; but if there thinks it is superior to feel like that. I went there, and there was a pinch of delicate pink dust in the hole. put my finger in, to feel it, and said OUCH! good for, and what could I answer? said, "Oh, you fire, I love you, you dainty pink creature, for you are He came running, and stopped and gazed, and said not a word for many another account: I tried once more to persuade him to stop going over never discovered it; it gives me dark moments, it spoils my happiness,


id: 36660
title: The Journal of Countess Françoise Krasinska, Great Grandmother of Victor Emmanuel
author: Tańska-Hoffmanowa, Klementyna
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  One week ago--it was Christmas day--my honored Father ordered to so happy here that I should like to sing and dance all day long. the "Courier." At times my honored Father reads the old come here, my girl," said my honored Father. honored Parents to send me to a boarding-school in Warsaw, in order soon see the king and the royal princes, as I shall be presented day, in honor of her son Stanislaus who had returned from St. Petersburg, and of whom it is said secretly that he may become The princess made me feel a little sad when, at table, she said, days, but the Prince Woivode, who came for me, did not want to wait honored Father wrote a letter to the princess saying that she princes saluted; they said something about the great honor and honored Parents, and I will keep my word, although God knows how


id: 40202
title: The Annals of Ann
author: Sharber, Kate Trimble
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  Maybe my grandchildren would like to know a few little things about saying, like mother and Mammy Lou, "You''re a mighty big girl to be another somebody as good-looking as Cousin Eunice, which mother said write in my book I saw that Mammy Lou was having the time of her life better he loves you," Mammy Lou told Cousin Eunice to-night, as she said one day when she looked around at the things I had in my room life is going to be like, though Rufe says most of them haven''t got Toward evening we got to a fine place in the branch to wade and Mrs. Young said, oh, let''s do it; it would remind us of our childhood days. all of them looking at me and tell Miss Wilburn how Mammy Lou said "Oh, Rufe, isn''t it lovely?" Cousin Eunice said, looking away toward


id: 40316
title: At the Age of Eve
author: Sharber, Kate Trimble
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  "Shall we walk around and look at things, too?" I asked Cousin Eunice "It''s that hateful little Jersey," mother said, starting up and going she looked at mother''s startled face, "_do_ you know what''s happened into Bayville at dinner-time to-day and said he''d come after somebody what you''re talking about," Cousin Eunice said, looking toward mother "Alfred," I said quickly, half afraid that Ann Lisbeth would come back suppose Richard Chalmers thought I was good-looking that day we sat on case of Richard Chalmers that day in the orchard when he had said The first time I had looked at that man''s face I felt as if I had wishes," Rufe said, coming up to Cousin Eunice to kiss her good-by. "Ann is my little sister," she said, looking into his eyes with a "Ann," he said, coming close and looking around to make sure that


id: 32635
title: The Diary of Philip Westerly
author: Compton, Paul
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  man''s horrendous reflection in a mirror_ vanish and leave nothing behind him but a smashed mirror. covering one whole side of his room was a mirror of gigantic size--the dress for dinner and I was standing before the mirror tying my tie. The reflection in the mirror wore no tie! mirror is my reflection. but when I look into the mirror--God help me! Today my wife came to my room to see how I was feeling. such a position that looking into the mirror was unavoidable. mirror, but neither had I seen her reflection. This morning I looked in the mirror and discovered that he had last I found the thing I was looking for--a mirror. Seven days since that devil has been in the mirror. the mirror, senses it too. this pen, for the last time, perhaps, I shall leap through the mirror. And he exists only in the mirror.


id: 50935
title: Star, Bright
author: Clifton, Mark
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  "That''s called the Moebius Strip, Star," I interrupted her thoughts. Only Star and I know she is reading the pages as rapidly as she can "Star," I said on impulse, "can you read people''s minds?" Star seems to have taken up with Robert right away. that Star had dropped the coin and I picked it up and sent it to Jim "Jim, I think you''d better come over to the house right away. "I found it, Daddy," Star answered Jim''s question. "Well," he said, "a long time from now--you know what I mean, as a "I''d sure like to know where they went," Star sighed. "I''d sure like to know how the Brights got off the strip," Star said _Star men!_ Wouldn''t it be all right for them to go places they know "Star, Robert," I said to them both, "I want your promise that you


id: 50800
title: Bimmie Says
author: Van Scyoc, Sydney J.
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  _June 27, 1982_ Bimmie said to do this, keep a diary. Bimmie said, Don''t waste my money, woman. Bimmie says he doesn''t want Bimmie''ll have to make pills for Susta. Bimmie said it was my job to watch him. Bimmie explained and said, Don''t let her out. said, Bimmie, you''re a monster for experimenting on dumb animals. Finally he said he''d clean up and wasn''t it funny Sup and I said, Bimmie, call Dr. Brantly. Bimmie said last night, It won''t be long until my experiment bears _June 5, 1983_ Bimmie wanted to give the baby some pills he made. _June 25, 1983_ Bimmie says to write every day, his experiment is _June 29, 1983_ Bimmie wanted to feed the baby. Bimmie said, You put them in the Bimmie said, You put them in the I said, Bimmie, look at the crazy dog, thinks she''s a cat.


id: 42665
title: Satan''s Diary
author: Andreyev, Leonid
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  "Yes, it is Rome," affirmed Toppi, and raised his hand: "do you hear friend, Signor Thomas Magnus and his beautiful daughter, Maria. Toppi left and Signor Magnus opened wide his big sad eyes. To tell the truth: I liked "Thomas Magnus" at that moment. my face assumed at Magnus'' promise to transmit my greetings to Maria. Both of us looked simultaneously at his white hands and Magnus replied to work, Wondergood!'' Oh, Magnus is a great man. Something like respect arose in Magnus'' eyes...the devil take him, "Why do you look at me like that, Wondergood? Maria and my very thoughts on the man--Magnus, but the _real_ my mind "Pardon me, dear Magnus, but I would like to see the Signorina Maria. motionless hand of Thomas Magnus: apparently he must have looked like "Sit down, Maria.--As you see, Wondergood,"--began Magnus in a dry and "Do you hear, Wondergood?" asked Magnus, laughing.


id: 41801
title: The Diary of a Saint
author: Bates, Arlo
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  the time has come when George would not mind hurting my feelings? "Look here, Ruth," he said after a moment; "I''m not going to talk to you "All right," Kathie answered; "but father said that you and George "I''m an old woman, Ruth," she said, "and my own life seems to me like an "I''ve no right to come to you, Miss Ruth," he said in his slow way, "but "I don''t know how this thing will strike you, Miss Ruth," he said but came home without saying good-night, or letting Miss Dyer know. "Tom," I said, "I want to ask you about baby''s name." "Mrs. Webbe," I said to her, "if you cared for baby, and wanted to love "Tom Webbe isn''t as bad as he seems, Miss Ruth," Deacon Daniel said at Tom. He said little, only that he spoke with a good deal of feeling of


id: 42702
title: Passing By
author: Baring, Maurice
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  said to Mrs Housman that, knowing she liked music, he said Mrs Housman was an extremely nice woman. Mrs Housman said she couldn''t sing it like that, and didn''t, and then She said she thought Mrs Housman was madly in love with things, and then he asked Cunninghame whether he knew Mrs Housman. Cunninghame said he had expected Mrs Housman to dinner, but she had been He said he thought Mrs Housman In the afternoon Mrs Housman said she was going to hear a Dominican going--I think he feels it''s the end--Mrs Housman and Lady Jarvis are He said he would like to see Mrs Housman, He said he would like to see Mrs Housman, She said Mrs Housman was coming Lady Jarvis told me Mrs Housman is going down to asked Mrs Housman to sing, but she said she would rather read. She said Mrs Housman often went up to


id: 42797
title: The Worn Doorstep
author: Sherwood, Margaret Pollock
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  trudging home on tired legs and little bare feet--"did I pass that way little house look oddly like a Skye terrier? conservative people on earth, holding certain old ways of thought most all the old days float down the stream; something, the way of the water life to learn to understand; I come of a long-lived race. blossoming in them, and Madge and Peter standing by a garden gate. will, to the old and homely needs of human life. So I have closed my little iron gate,--Madge, Peter, Don, and I inside, I expect that was broken a long time ago." Peter half Presently home comes Peter, who has been away on "So I put on Peter''s clothes," said Madge, "and I went and walked to The little things do not matter if the great almost within reach; the old home-like look of the flat stones makes Peter knows now that the little red


id: 52113
title: Fifteen Days: An Extract from Edward Colvil''s Journal
author: Putnam, Mary Lowell
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  When we came within sight of the house, Harry walked rapidly on. The Doctor had hardly done speaking when Harry''s step was heard. Harry had passed a good deal of time in Europe." said, with a good-humored smile; "but I know Harry''s choice in the little boy very much, and hope we shall be good friends. When Tabitha came, she brought the little white vase with Harry''s "He gave them something to begin their new life with," said Harry. morning walk, and Harry had promised to come back and take a hand in that Harry does, as belonging to the man, and never thought of asking little I thought, when the Doctor first took his place among us, that I opened the little gate for the Doctor and Harry to pass in, and I did not keep the Doctor and Harry long in the house.


id: 51534
title: Self Portrait
author: Wolfe, Bernard
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  way back and said, "Let''s get together soon and have a talk, Ollie. A year ago, the boss laid down a policy for the lab: begin with legs "By the way, sir," I said, "I ran into Len Ellsom the other day. "Do you know him?" the boss said. "Really brilliant mind," the boss said after we''d sawed for a while. "I''m very glad to know that," the boss said. "Look," I said, "are you sure you want to talk about it?" of building a pro that works like the real leg, regardless of what "Steve?" Len said. "You don''t get my meaning," Len said. Len _knows_ how I hate to see people drinking during working hours. "The whole thing," Len said. "As things stand with me," Kujack said, "if _anything_ stands with me, "I hope you''ll make him a moth instead of a bedbug," Len said as he got


id: 52946
title: Three Sides of Paradise Green
author: Seaman, Augusta Huiell
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  queer little things have happened and so many strange ideas have come to "Oh, a lot of queer things seem to be happening to Louis lately," We''ve never said a word to Louis about the queer thing Dave told us he Imp returned, "for Louis isn''t going to school. "Did Louis know he was coming?" Carol demanded. Louis didn''t know," answered the Imp, "but I did; for I heard "Yes, it''s three days since ''Monsieur,'' as the Imp calls him, came. Louis said we''d better not, but the Imp begged so hard that we agreed to Monsieur suddenly said, ''Ah, my things have come! a number of things,--why "Monsieur" doesn''t like Louis to do any work, good idea to tell the Imp what Louis had told us last night. "But what about Monsieur?" Carol asked Louis. "So you see, if he tells Louis," went on the Imp, "there''s no reason,


id: 57473
title: The Yellow Pearl: A Story of the East and the West
author: Teskey, Adeline M. (Adeline Margaret)
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  am here in the home of my grandmother, my Aunt Gwendolin and my Uncle "Why, Gwendolin, how you do talk," said my grandmother; "the child''s "Poor child," said my dear old grandmother, "she is my granddaughter, Uncle Theodore laughed, and Aunt Gwendolin frowned, and looked carefully "My dear child," said my grandmother, "the word simply means the Chinese," my aunt said to my grandmother and Uncle Theodore. country, thank God," said dear grandmother devoutly, "and I am very "We are calling ourselves a Christian country," she said to grandmother, grandmother, my Uncle Theodore, my Aunt Gwendolin have greatly increased Grandmother wanted to go one place, Aunt Gwendolin to of the day--or night," said Aunt Gwendolin. "My dear," said grandmother timidly, "your aunt seems to think you may "I am not a Spanish girl, Aunt Gwendolin!" I said. "Why, grandmother, I thought when I overheard Aunt Gwendolin talk, that


id: 60434
title: Learning Theory
author: McConnell, James V.
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  As I sit here in this small room and think about it, I am impressed to dabble in esoteric problems of animal learning, but it was scarcely And how he hates teaching Learning Theory come across a new species, you worry about behavior first, physiology had been studying animal learning by putting white rats in a Skinner learn to press the lever in order to get a pellet of food, which was discover that pressing the lever would give me food some of the time, I never know ahead of time how many pellets--I mean seemed) before the lever delivered food the next time. hour wandering through the thing the first time I found myself in it. good to realize that my own white rats could have learned the maze a functioning as a reward, and that I am learning the problems merely to and jumping stand problems, and the results could not have confirmed


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title: Charley''s Log: A Story of Schoolboy Life
author: Leslie, Emma
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  was out of my hand; but I did not mean to let Chandos know that, or "But you know it wasn''t Chandos," I said, thinking he must have seen "Oh, never mind Chandos; come and rub down this mast," said Tom, "Didn''t you know Chandos was a sneak before to-day?" said Tom, "Well, who cares what you think?" said Tom, laughing; and he tried to think I shall like that better than going to his place, for I fancy "Yes, I''m off," said Tom, nodding to me; but I wanted Miss Chandos to "So do I," said Chandos; "and if I thought praying to God and trying "I tell you, Tom, you''re mistaken in thinking Chandos is a coward, tell what I have said, Chandos; but if they are together, Tom is the "Suppose you get it--and you may, you know," said Chandos; "you would


