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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: 20741
title: The Adventures of a Dog, and a Good Dog Too
author: Elwes, Alfred
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  Many moons came and passed away, and I was getting a big dog. either the good dogs of Caneville were little disposed to great lady, and begged her to buy a box of "fire-flies" of a poor dog who sound, as if a great many dogs were assembled at one place, all calling size as the one in the water, and a stout dog, who looked like the papa, single ''thank you, Job,'' for being such a good noble dog as you are? must do my duty as well as I am able, for that is the only way a poor dog | In the Little Dogs'' Street, | dogs stood looking at the groaning river as it rolled past in great waves kindness of the great city dogs having removed all fear of want, or even to go to the great house where the chief dogs of Caneville are accustomed


id: 21038
title: A Dog with a Bad Name
author: Reed, Talbot Baines
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  "Cad Jeffreys," said Scarfe, with a slight increase of scorn in his face "Good-bye, little chap," said Jeffreys, feeling a queer lump in his "Good-bye, Mr Jeffreys," said Freddy, with all the confidence of an old "Thank you, ma''am," said Jeffreys; "if the letters have come to-day I "No," said Jeffreys, patting the dog''s head and looking very much the "Come along, little chaps--let''s see what we can do," said Jeffreys, as "Come here, boy," called Jeffreys next to Percy; "let me take off those "Come off, Julius, and let them alone," said Jeffreys. "Close the door, please, Mr Jeffreys," said Mrs Rimbolt, in tones "Yes. Jeffreys and I have met," said Scarfe, not looking up from his An hour later Scarfe, Percy, Jeffreys, and Julius stood at the hall door "Mr Jeffreys," said Mrs Rimbolt, feeling that the present was an "Mrs Scarfe would be interested to hear, Mr Jeffreys," said she, after


id: 21187
title: Dr. Jolliffe''s Boys
author: Hough, Lewis
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  don''t you think so?" said Edwards, who believed in Saurin with a faith As they were going in to dinner Crawley had said to Saurin: "Play careful cricket, Saurin," said Robarts as he passed him; "the "Thanks; I think I should rather like," said Edwards, who began to feel "You stands easy like," he said to Saurin, who was taking his first Directly Saurin came he looked for Crawley, and saw him "I have got something I want to tell you, Crawley," he said. Saurin got confused and turned half round; Crawley following up "I have got _you_, at any rate," said the man, seizing Saurin by the "That''s right, old fellow," said Crawley. "Come and have a game this afternoon," said Crawley, turning back after "Look here," said Saurin, "there is just a chance, not a good one, but "Saurin!" said Crawley, when he had heard all.


id: 21270
title: Five Hundred Dollars; or, Jacob Marlowe''s Secret
author: Alger, Horatio, Jr.
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  "Hush, Percy!" said Bert, apprehensive lest the old man''s feelings might "He''s a likely boy, Albert," said Uncle Jacob, rejoining the squire, who "Do you know, Mary," said Jacob Marlowe, looking about the plain little "No doubt Bert Barton will help him spend it," said Percy. "You are a good boy and a true friend, Bert," he said, "and I shall not "I am very glad to hear it, Uncle Jacob," said Bert joyfully. Mrs. Barton looked an inquiry, and Bert exclaimed: "Uncle Jacob has "Do you know my mother''s cousin, Albert Marlowe?" asked Bert, during the "Bert Barton offered Mr. Jones a twenty-dollar bill?" asked Percy, in "I don''t want any more of Uncle Jacob''s money, mother," said Bert; "but "I don''t believe you''ll like it, Bert," said Mrs. Barton. "I don''t think I shall miss it, Bert," said Uncle Jacob. "Uncle Jacob," said Bert, "I have twenty dollars left of the amount you


id: 6757
title: Fanny, the Flower-Girl; or, Honesty Rewarded. To Which are Added Other Tales
author: Bunbury, Selina
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  buy her flowers, sir, she has got no mother or father, God help her, little flower-girl, and he looked rather sternly at her, and said, "See, sir; you said you gave me sixpence, and Mr. Williams says there are twenty sixpences in this little bit of money." how little did good Mrs. Newton think she would be selling flowers But it came to pass, that when Fanny was nearly six years old, Mrs. Newton''s husband fell very ill; it was a very bad, and very expensive taught to know God''s works, the child looked very sad and thoughtful "Do you think I could, ma''am?" said Fanny, opening her hand and looking told him, if he was satisfied with all he saw and heard, to invite Mrs. Newton and the little flower-girl to leave London, and go and live in "Look at the little things," said William; "they thought their mother "Yes," Mary said, "these poor little birds will long teach us a lesson.


id: 13803
title: Making His Way; Or, Frank Courtney''s Struggle Upward
author: Alger, Horatio, Jr.
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  "Frank," he said, suddenly, "there''s Mark Manning. "Didn''t Mark come with you?" asked Mr. Manning of Frank. "I don''t like Frank," said Mark. "Mr. Manning," said Frank, "I wish to talk to you." Frank looked up, and answered, with spirit: "I shall treat Mark as well "I know how you feel, Frank," he said, pressing the hand of his friend. "Good-evening, Frank, my boy," said the colonel, heartily. "You seem to think you can do anything you like, Frank Courtney," said "I think I shall become a good player in time," said Mark, complacently. The time came for Frank to say good-bye to Mr. Manning and Mark, and the "No; I don''t think I should like to work for that," said Frank. "You don''t look like the same man," said Frank. "I think you are a very sensible man, Mr. Hamlin," said Frank. "I think we shall," said Frank.


id: 33465
title: Little Miss Joy
author: Marshall, Emma
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  "Well, little Miss Joy!" Patience Harrison said, as the child tripped "I am afraid," Joy said thoughtfully, "Jack is not a good boy to Miss When little Miss Joy had tripped across the row to her own door, Mrs. Harrison had gone into the house. "Jack never came home last night," Patience said in a voice of Only sweet little Miss Joy ever said a kind and pleasant word to her, Joy paused, and putting her little hand in Mrs. Harrison''s, said-"I don''t think I''ll come in, Bet," little Miss Joy said; "for your it goes with her." And then, moved to deep pity for poor Bet, Mrs. Harrison stooped and kissed her, and went into the little shop. Colley," Jack said, breaking off, "look!" The little boy''s eyes Little Miss Joy was mending--so the doctors said; for Uncle Bobo had Yes; they all said little Miss Joy was better. "Child," Mrs. Skinner said, "Jack is come home.


id: 37857
title: The Haunted Mine
author: Castlemon, Harry
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  "I don''t care," said Julian, settling the box under his arm and going "That is no way for you to save money, Julian," said Jack. "What do you want to know for?" said Julian, remembering what Jack had "I tell you, that boy is coming to some bad end," said Jack. "I''ve got the box," said Julian, when Casper asked him what he meant "I tell you, Jack, that fortune in the box is ours," said Julian. "I will tell you one thing, Jack," said Julian. "By George, Jack," said Julian, when he went home that night, "did I "We don''t want a sleeping-car," said Jack, catching Julian by the arm "And to think that that fellow watched us all the while we were in St. Louis," said Jack, leaning over and whispering the words to Julian. "Come on, boys," said Mr. Banta, turning to Julian and Jack, who


id: 43599
title: A Picture-book of Merry Tales
author: Anonymous
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  what my cook tells you." Owlglass said, "Yes, my dear Master, as you told me so will I do." Now, at the hiring, the Priest had said Owlglass then said, "Let me see some of your work." Whereupon Owlglass produced your confession." "Oh, my dear, good Friend," Owlglass answered, "I your head." "Do not be angry, my good Sir," Owlglass said, "for I only through the window." Owlglass said to her, "My good Lady, pray be not where you came from." "Well," Owlglass said, "I see we should not be till the merchants went to bed, Owlglass in the mean time remaining "I don''t know," said Tim; "I''ve heard say he was a little man, but they was, but I said, "And how should she tell me the time of day? Up came the old Fairy, and said, "You know what I have come for, so let


id: 54961
title: How a Farthing Made a Fortune; or "Honesty is the best policy"
author: Bowen, C. E. (Charlotte Elizabeth)
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  And then he talked of things very new to little Dick. Then Dick ran home, thinking all the way of what Walters had been FROM that day Dick had a friend in old Walters--a very humble one, bright future for him by teaching him honesty and the fear of God. One morning as Dick was going down the Strand with another boy, they Time was, before he knew old Walters, that Dick would have thought so Square," said Dick, "and so I thought I had better come here." "You are an honest, good boy," said Sir John; "and though you have Dick rather longed to see Sir John''s kind face again, and he felt so Old Walters did not forget his little friend, nor did Dick lose his On the day when the servants were to arrive, Mrs Naylor told Dick boy Dick, but now the time was come for him to return to his room and


id: 54195
title: Grit; or, The Young Boatman of Pine Point
author: Alger, Horatio, Jr.
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  see him," thought Grit''s mother, or Mrs. Brandon, as we must now call "Don''t provoke Mr. Brandon," said Grit''s mother timidly. "Oh, Grit, I am afraid there will be trouble," said Mrs. Brandon "Look here, Phil Courtney!" said Grit indignantly, "this is carrying the "Grit, if you talk to me in that way," said Brandon, with attempted "Mrs. Brandon has a son, if that''s what you mean," said Grit. "Mr. Brandon''s credit isn''t good with me," said Grit. "You would not insult me so if Grit were here!" said Mrs. Brandon, with "Mr. Brandon''s friends are not welcome here," said Grit, "nor is he "That''s one way of looking at it, Mr. Brandon," said Grit. "As to the last five years, Mr. Brandon," said Grit, "I should think you "We boys generally call him Phil," said Grit, smiling. "Oh, yes, I know Phil," said Grit. "All right, Grit!" said Brandon.


id: 55098
title: Strong and Steady; Or, Paddle Your Own Canoe
author: Alger, Horatio, Jr.
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  "I''ve a great mind to send my letter home, Walter," said Lemuel. "Your six hundred dollars shall be paid, Nancy," said Walter, "as soon "I am glad to hear it," said Walter, rather wondering that Joshua should "He thinks you''re worth a hundred thousand dollars," said Joshua, going "I don''t see what has got into you this morning, Joshua," said Mrs. Drummond, mildly. "It is not certain that my father left anything," said Walter, thinking "That is a good plan," said Mr. Drummond, who knew Walter so little as "I am very sorry," said Mrs. Drummond; and Walter saw and appreciated "I''ll try to keep on good terms with him, Mrs. Drummond," said Walter, "I don''t know what you are talking about, Mr. Drummond," said Walter, "That''s a lie, Joshua Drummond!" said Walter, quietly, "and you know it "I think you wanted the money to buy lottery tickets with," said Walter,


