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id: 15999
title: The Theater (1720)
author: Falstaffe, John, Sir
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  _The Theatre_, by "Sir John Falstaffe", is according to its author a nominally the first of a series; Falstaffe, who numbered the paper the original _Theatre_ by Sir John Edgar, are the ten numbers of the later In this paper, in the account of the death of Sir John Edgar and Who Sir John Falstaffe was we do not know. Men, that like myself, set up for being Wits, and dictating to the World in If Sir _John_ appear''d by all the Actions of his Life a Friend to Mankind, and if I think fit to be too precisely serious to Day, my good-natur''d Company; if a Man in a Coffee-House takes up a _News-Paper_, the first Piece of new Wit does among the bad Poets; in their View of Things, a Man Over a Bottle he let him know his Inclination, and the good-natur''d old Sir John Falstaff (pseud.), _The Theatre_ (1720).


id: 17051
title: The Argosy, Vol. 51, No. 1, January, 1891
author: Various
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  At times, when her task pressed heavily upon her spirits, Mrs. Carradyne felt tempted to run away from Leet Hall, as Godfrey had run The time went on; three years of it; Captain Monk had fully settled down He kissed the little hot face, said adieu to his wife and went out, Squire Todhetley faced the Captain at the foot; Mr. West sat at the Squire''s right hand, between him and Farmer Threpp, a stairs into the little corner room where Miss Chinfeather lay in white "What--is--there--in the room?" said the old lady, staring at me across "Good-morrow, Miss Hope," she said, offering her white slender hand for it was I who came to your room last night," she said. "I see you are admiring Miss Latouche, like the rest of us," said Mrs. Maitland in a low voice. I don''t know how long I had been standing looking like a fool, when Miss


id: 17052
title: The Argosy, Vol. 51, No. 6, June, 1891
author: Various
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  Mr. Madgin left home by an early train on the morning of the day "My dear James, let me shake hands with you," exclaimed the old man with four days old, the landlord ushered a young man into his room, who, with "So you are James Jasmin, from Deepley Walls, are you?" asked Mr. Deedes, looking him slowly down from head to feet. "There is nothing much in all this to tell her ladyship," said Mr. Madgin, as he took off his spectacles and refolded the letter. having!" said a man to an old woman of his acquaintance whom he passed An old woman looked from her doorway as they passed and said: "God it, I hope, some day," he said, looking at Louise; "when I get a few "So late, and on such a dark night!" said the Colonel, good-naturedly; She said good-bye again, and went slowly away; but, turning at the door,


id: 18373
title: The Argosy, Vol. 51, No. 3, March, 1891
author: Various
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  till he should come back, Captain Ducie went downstairs with the Having carefully read these lines twice over, Captain Ducie refolded the Captain Ducie was a patient man, and he waited without speaking for a Captain Edmund Ducie came of a good family. The following is Mr. Bexell''s reply to his friend Captain Ducie: Captain Ducie had too great a respect for the knowledge of his friend On a certain fine morning towards the end of May, Captain Ducie took The coloured man who had opened the door for Captain Ducie had been in Captain Ducie soon fell into the quiet routine of life at Bon Repos. Captain Ducie had reached that time of life when quiet pleasures please M. PLATZOFF''S SECRET--CAPTAIN DUCIE''S TRANSLATION OF M. M. PLATZOFF''S SECRET--CAPTAIN DUCIE''S TRANSLATION OF M. Eliza wrote word back that she would prefer that day; it gave more time


id: 18374
title: The Argosy, Vol. 51, No. 4, April, 1891
author: Various
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  So Captain Ducie went about Bon Repos like a man with half-a-dozen pairs evenings later, as they sat in the smoking-room, said Platzoff: how it happens that a respectable old country house like Bon Repos has Do you know, my dear Ducie," went on Platzoff, "Dear Sister Agnes!" said Janet, and the tears sprang to her eyes in a "The play, dear Major Strickland!" said Janet, with a sudden flush and seven years ago, I took a simple child of twelve: to-day I bring back a had time to ask a question, the third person entered the room. saw Deepley Walls for the first time--the Major said: "Do you remember, "Through all the seven dreary years of my school life," said Janet, "the "We are not all angels like you, Sister Agnes," said Janet. "I should like it to be Walter," said Mrs. Hamlyn. "I hope it is," said Mrs. Carradyne; and they all looked out.


id: 18372
title: The Argosy, Vol. 51, No. 2, February, 1891
author: Various
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  "Come here, child," said the Major, taking me kindly by the hand, and my chin, he said, "Look me straight in the face, child." time it came into my head to wonder whether they did their duty by night I had heard Sister Agnes come down some time ago, and I felt secure from "Now really, you know, do just as you like about it," said the Captain, out that night at midnight, as the old year was giving place to the new. Turning slowly out of the Vicarage gate came a good-looking clergyman of "Kate Dancox," said Lucy, as the child danced away. think I look too young, do you, to be talkin'' this way of twenty years "Come, Aunt Phoebe," I said, drawing down her hands, which had made a Aunt Phoebe looked a little confused and dazed, and her hand went up


id: 18375
title: The Argosy, Vol. 51, No. 5, May, 1891
author: Various
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  On entering Lady Chillington''s room for the second time, Janet found "Good-morning, uncle," said Captain George, as he came up. "Good-morning, Miss Hope," he said, with outstretched hand. "I have come a long way, miss," he said to Janet, carrying a finger to meant for," said Lady Chillington, as Janet gave her back the letter. "Did you know Captain Chillington?" asked Janet, as soon as the old Mr. Solomon Madgin was a little dried-up man, about sixty years old. "You can put all those things away for the day, Mr. Madgin," said her girl--likes to wear pretty things; and Nancy had many little refined "Folks do say, Miss Nancy," went on Mrs. Dodd, "as young Mr. Fred had a lady-like little Nancy, with her dimpled white hands. It seemed to me that from this day, too, Paul became more like his old There was the old room: _Janet_ had been said there, too; and the lips


id: 52408
title: The Wide World Magazine, Vol. 22, No. 132, March, 1909
author: Various
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  rickshaw man, having seen that I carried considerable money that day, On our way to the place where the lions had been seen we had to cross moment, and down she went, with her head nearly shot away, right "Don''t shoot, old man," said my friend, as a revolver gleamed in the which consisted this time of a little summer-house away from the main the morning, and some time on the following day, if I had luck, would Each man carries a harmless-looking little flag on the end of a stick. I entered the room I saw a long, thin man squatting cross-legged in [Illustration: "WHEN HE LOOKED UP AND SAW THE BEAR HE LET OUT A YELL [Illustration: "TO THE MAN''S HORROR THE BEAR STOOD SUDDENLY STILL, walked on the right-hand side of the street until he came to the place the bar-room of Brissard''s hotel, there entered a young man whom the


