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id: 16258
title: The Squire of Sandal-Side: A Pastoral Romance
author: Barr, Amelia E.
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  squire, and said, "I love Charlotte, and I ask for your sanction to my He intended then to tell her about Julius Sandal, but a look at her face When he returned to the hall, the family were waiting for him; Mrs. Sandal and her daughters standing together in a little group, the squire encourage Stephen Latrigg, do you want me to marry Julius Sandal?" She said to Charlotte, "When men as old as father fall, "When Steve came in he said something like ''Charlotte,'' and he looked likely to trouble the old squire, or offend Mistress Charlotte. Sandal was up here this morning, I said, ''Let Charlotte come, and have a years your mother waited for William Sandal, Charlotte." "Your father knows very well that Harry must have the money, Charlotte. I don''t think of Charlotte Sandal and of any thing "Julius has turned Mrs. Sandal and Charlotte from house and home,


id: 22838
title: Country Lodgings
author: Mitford, Mary Russell
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  "Country Lodgings.--Apartments to let in a large farm-house, the fair Helen Cameron was a widow and an orphan, with one beautiful Her little boy, born just before his father''s death, and upon whom she friends; for lively and social as was her temper, there was a little What progress Helen and her forces, a shatter-brain boy who did not know Late one evening the fair Helen arrived at our cottage with a face of a new lodger had arrived, had actually taken possession of two rooms One of Mrs. Cameron''s few causes of complaint in her country lodgings Every thought of the Count Choynowski was engrossed by the fair Helen; the fir grove,) and suffering Helen to go home to her little boy, composedly; "but I should like to know, my good friend, what has put it into her head, and into yours, that if Helen marries me she must needs


id: 22837
title: The Lost Dahlia
author: Mitford, Mary Russell
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  From the day when, a tiny damsel of some four years old, I first had a glory of my little garden was a dahlia called the Phoebus. in the leaves, like that coloured-lamp of a flower, the Oriental Poppy. Every dahlia fancier who came into our garden or who had an opportunity has hardly produced one perfect bloom, even in the hands of but this year we had followed the one perfect system of labels of be suspected of harbouring the good Dahlia Phoebus. other day of a _serious_ dahlia grower who had called his We were even shown a bloom called the Phoebus, about as like to our as Dodd''s Mary, with a long bloom stalk like those good old flowers, could be, who had lost such a flower as the Phoebus. happens, famous for their collections of dahlias--Strathfield-saye, the comforter of human afflictions, and the poor Phoebus seemed as likely to


id: 22835
title: The London Visitor
author: Mitford, Mary Russell
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  June, I received a note from my kind friend and neighbour, Mrs. Dunbar, In short, our new acquaintance was an old beau. contrary, he spoke of Mrs. Thompson and her parties, and her box at the very old friend of ours," added Lady Margaret; "Mr. Thompson, of Harley Street, whose daughter lately married Mr. Browne of Gloucester Place," and, with the word, entered Mr. Thompson in his own proper person. Was it or was it not the Mr. Thompson of the day before? anglers--Thompsons whose daughters had married Brownes? I dreamt of Brownes and Thompsons, My friend, Mrs. Browne, and her father, Mr. Thompson, our old day, therefore of course the dress-coat and the brocade waistcoat were wanting; but there was the man himself, Thompson the third, wigged, whiskered, and eye-glassed, just as Thompson the first might have tumbled into the water at General Dunbar''s, or Thompson the second have


id: 22839
title: Jesse Cliffe
author: Mitford, Mary Russell
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  maiden rose--was at eight years old, the little charmer, Phoebe Cobham. second time upon the point of warning poor Jesse off the ground--was "Don''t turn him off the Moors, grandpapa," said Phoebe, "pray don''t! Phoebe had her own little garden; and to fill that garden, Jesse was "Miss Phoebe!" ejaculated Jesse, submitting himself to the old man''s "Miss Phoebe, indeed!" responded Daniel; "she saved thee once, my lad, Jesse!" and Phoebe cried as if her heart would break. God bless you, Miss Phoebe," said Jesse. God bless you, Miss Phoebe," said Jesse. In the meanwhile, old Daniel conducted Jesse to the Chequers, and having Phoebe did come to live at the Moors, and hearts of the good yeoman, John Cobham, and his faithful servant, old "Look how she''s bringing the hare to my grandfather!" exclaimed Phoebe; It must be Jesse Cliffe!" said Phoebe, in a tone which wavered


id: 18181
title: The Path of Duty, and Other Stories
author: Caswell, Harriet S.
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  long time after his death before my mother could enter that apartment. "Clara," said my mother one day, as we sat at work, "I think I will send house of Mrs. Armitage, my mother''s friend; two days later I became a Mrs. Leighton, after a moment''s thought, said,--"Although you are young caused me to leave Mrs. Leighton so suddenly; at the same time, asking I could not but observe the hand of a kind Providence in directing Mr. and Mrs. Egmont to visit Philadelphia at this particular time. Upon my return home, my uncle said he thought I should enjoy a change of short time with a Mrs. Burnside, who resides in the city and then left For a long time after Mr. Tompkins left the house Mrs. Ashton remained in deep thought. remember," said Mrs. Knights, "the return of the young man to his home,


id: 27805
title: The Wind in the Willows
author: Grahame, Kenneth
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  "Hullo, Mole!" said the Water Rat. "Beyond the Wild Wood comes the Wide World," said the Rat. "There''s Toad Hall," said the Rat; "and that creek on the left, where "Now, you dear good old Ratty," said Toad imploringly, "don''t begin "Now, look here, Toad!" said the Rat sharply: "as soon as we get to "Old Toad?" said the Rat, laughing heartily. "O, all right," said the good-natured Rat, "rest away. "Poor old Mole!" said the Rat kindly. It was the talk of the burrows, he said, how Mole, Mr. Rat''s "Rat," said the Mole, "I simply can''t go and turn in, and go to sleep, "Oh, ah, yes, of course, the Mole and the Badger," said Toad, "Toad, do be quiet, please!" said the Rat. "That''s all very well, Rat," said the Badger presently, looking at the "Now, look here, Toad," said the Rat.


id: 416
title: Winesburg, Ohio: A Group of Tales of Ohio Small Town Life
author: Anderson, Sherwood
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  Winesburg, Ohio, a fat little old man walked nervously door of her son''s room opened and the boy''s father, Tom Doctor Parcival began talking of George Willard''s George Willard came to his office he found the man of his day Jesse did not look like a man at all. Jesse''s mind went back to the men of Old Testament days "See, come here and look," cried the old man. accompanied by her young man, came into the little dark the old man went silently on with the work and said When George Willard went to work for the Winesburg George Willard went to his own room and sat down at his George Willard went one evening to walk with Belle in the eyes of the hideous old man, George Willard wanted to do, George went out of Main Street and began the dark little street came George Willard, still


id: 27
title: Far from the Madding Crowd
author: Hardy, Thomas
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  "Then give me time." Bathsheba looked thoughtfully into the distance, away from the direction in which THE news which one day reached Gabriel, that Bathsheba Everdene had left the neighbourhood, had an "''Tis a curious nature for a man." said Jan Coggan. hollering there at that time o'' night." Joseph Poorgrass of Weatherbury," -that''s every word I said, and "A man wanted to once." she said, in a highly experienced tone and the image of Gabriel Oak, as the farmer, "Wait," said Boldwood." That''s the man on the hill. "Yes, I can do a little that way." said Gabriel, as a "Bathsheba -out alone at this time o'' night!" said "Do you know who that woman was?" said Bathsheba, looking searchingly into his face. Gabriel said, looking in my face in his steady old way. "How do I look to-night, Liddy?" said Bathsheba,


id: 2662
title: Under the Greenwood Tree; Or, The Mellstock Quire A Rural Painting of the Dutch School
author: Hardy, Thomas
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  The tranter looked a long time before he replied, "I fancy she will; and "Really, Reuben, ''tis quite a disgrace to see such a man," said Mrs. Dewy, with the severity justifiable in a long-tried companion, giving him comely, slender, prettily-dressed prize Fancy Day fell to Dick''s lot, in "''Tis only for want of knowing better, poor gentleman," said the tranter. "I''m afraid Dick''s a lost man," said the tranter. Fancy looked interested, and Dick said, "No?" "Whether or no," said Dick, "I asked her a thing going along the road." "Dick," said his father, coming in from the garden at that moment--in "Well, then," said Dick, coming a little to his senses, "you''ve been "I''ve come to ask for Fancy," said Dick. "Well, really ''tis time Dick was here," said the tranter. "I never can make a show of myself in that way!" said Fancy, looking at


id: 2496
title: Our Village
author: Mitford, Mary Russell
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  rather lame; Miss Harness too was little, looking up at all the rest of came to her in a little house in Chesham Place, where her father''s old admiring and enjoying its beauties, than Miss Mitford, who only desired ''Do you not like to meet with good company in your friends'' hearts?'' cottage-like houses, ''messuages or tenements,'' as a friend of mine calls little gate looking up the quiet street; a Sabbath-like pause of work the poor little soul walk with us to-day. light into the picture, and looking just like a natural stream, the Another turn in the lane, and we come to the old house standing amongst man, and looking to his little comforts, that she missed him as a mother It looked like bunches of flowers, the leaves of which seemed dark, yet running about the country, fields, roads, gardens, and houses, like


id: 870
title: The Love of Ulrich Nebendahl
author: Jerome, Jerome K. (Jerome Klapka)
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  "Why, at your age, Ulrich--at your age," repeated the Herr Pastor, "They must be good fun in a house, the little ones," commented Ulrich, "Elsa, now," went on the Herr Pfarrer, "she is a good child, pious and Ulrich''s face lightened with a pleasant smile. The Herr Pfarrer stretched his hand across the table and laid it upon it was Ulrich who, laying aside his pipe, rested his great arms upon the "Now, how does a man know when he is in love?" asked Ulrich of the ways--Ulrich smiled as he thought of them--how should a man love one "If only I could marry the whole village!" laughed Ulrich to himself. Ulrich, for whom the love of woman seemed not, would at least be the But even love of country seemed denied to Ulrich of the dreamy eyes. For her you would lay down your life." And Ulrich


id: 482
title: The Woodlanders
author: Hardy, Thomas
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  "Mr. Winterborne''s father walked with her at one time," said old skeleton, and the face of Giles Winterborne, brought Grace Melbury to way-side along which Grace must pass on her return from Hintock House. When he reached home that evening, he said to Grace and Mrs. Melbury, "Of course I couldn''t let you, Grace!" said Giles, with some distress. "How well she looks this morning!" said Grace, forgetting Mrs. Charmond''s slight in her generous admiration. to work upon Grace; and hence, when Melbury saw the young man "I am glad you don''t object," said Fitzpiers, almost wishing that Grace said in a matter-of-fact way, "Of course, Grace; go to the door with between Fitzpiers and Mrs. Charmond, Grace was looking out of her "I''ve come all the way from London to-day," said Fitzpiers. Her father said nothing more, and Grace went away to the solitude of


id: 5991
title: The Solitary Summer
author: Von Arnim, Elizabeth
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  "I do not think it is very likely," said the Man of Wrath; but whether looking round at these things with a feeling of hardly being able to garden gate, a little round hollow like a dimple, with water and reeds came back again, and lived for the rest of his days like other people. of love with life, to come back and live through those dreary luncheonridden hours, when the soul is crushed out of sight and sense by cutlets "Herr Schenk told us to-day about Moses," began the April baby, making a "He was a good man, for he loved his garden"--that is the desiring to meet gardeners and have my little hour of quiet talked One day, in going round the head inspector''s garden with his wife, whose woman, unfit for harder work, looks after the babies during the day in a


id: 11882
title: Colonel Quaritch, V.C.: A Tale of Country Life
author: Haggard, H. Rider (Henry Rider)
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  "Ay, it''s a fine old place, Colonel, isn''t it?" said the Squire, "Well," said Ida, looking up, "and where is all that sum to come from? "The old man means business," he said, as he returned it; "that letter "But, Mr. Quest," said Ida, "how can I ask such a favour of any man? Presently Ida turned and introduced Colonel Quaritch, first to Mrs. Quest and then to Mr. Cossey. Mr. Quest and Edward looked at each other, and the old man let his head "The old gentleman keeps his head for business pretty well," said Mr. Quest to Edward Cossey as soon as they were well outside the door. "Oh, of course," said Edward loftily, "if Colonel Quaritch does not like Ida said nothing, but she looked volumes, and if ever a man felt as he entered, Edward Cossey rose, said good-night to the Squire and


id: 39238
title: The Homesteader: A Novel
author: Micheaux, Oscar
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  So he had come, had Jean Baptiste, and was living alone with a great As for the man, Jean Baptiste, he seemed to relax after a time, and When Jean Baptiste left the town for his little sod house on the hill, He has met the man, Jean Baptiste, (such an odd name,) and likes warm night; to have said to her: "----." Poor Jean Baptiste your life "Mr. Baptiste," said her mother, giving him her hand, "I am glad to know "Mr. Baptiste, please meet my father," said Orlean when he called, into feeling he was a great man, Jean Baptiste came to regard as a "Now the first thing, daughter," said the Reverend, "when Jean comes and Jean Baptiste was thoughtful for a long time after the other had left it becomes so, it is said; and surely Jean Baptiste had come to it in


id: 35474
title: The Shepherd''s Calendar. Volume I (of II)
author: Hogg, James
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  years now, Janet," said he to his old wife, "and I think I never saw heart''s better than the tongue, or ane wad hae little face to pray "Ay, never mind him," said the old shepherd, "he''ll come when he thinks it his ain time; he''s a right sair humbled man the day, and I So old Isaac got his staff in his hand that had the head turned round "Alas, my good friends, what is this?" said Isaac; "the young man''s grandchildren in existence at that time; but when the young man said, "You may tell your father," said Isaac, "that I will come as soon as I "Sir," said George, "I never heard tell of such a place, and I cannot "Thank you, sir," said George; and the gentleman went away; Dobson got a word said,--and he liked the man exceedingly,--when one pulled


