# ent

id: 26240
type: WORK_OF_ART
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  "The Birth of a Nation" Produced and Copyrighted by The Epoch Producing Corporation, to Whom the Publishers Desire to Express Their Thanks and Appreciation for Permission to Use the Pictures


id: 11057
type: WORK_OF_ART
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  Dear Sir,--I write you this note here in the depot to inform you of an unfortunate event which has interfered with my plans and those of my family for your entertainment while in Groveland.


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id: 15402
title: What Answer?
author: Dickinson, Anna E. (Anna Elizabeth)
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  the way, it seemed more home-like and less shoppy, as Mrs. Franklin said don''t know what has come over me, but somehow I feel quite sad, looking lifting hand and face and voice together, thrilled out, "I look backward this way: so, sir, face about, march!" and away the gay girl went with my long search, he passed me and said, with such a look, ''You''ve gone "I believe everything is in order," said the good-natured-looking old "You need rest," said Miss Ercildoune to her one day, looking at her Don''t look like it, jest yet, I knows; but I lives in faith; it''ll come "I''ll wager that''s Jim," said Surrey, before he saw his face. just what Jim said; an'' de sojer he put his hand up to his face, an'' I you any good; and, upon my word, the way you''re looking I really think


id: 19746
title: The Colonel''s Dream
author: Chesnutt, Charles W. (Charles Waddell)
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  "Yes," said the colonel, extending his hand to the old man, who "You had ever a loving heart, Laura," said the colonel, "given to duty "Mother," said Miss Treadwell, "this is Henry French--Colonel The old lady gave the colonel a slender white hand, thin almost to you," said the colonel, giving the young man''s hand a cordial grasp. "Yes," returned the colonel, "I don''t know what I rescued old Peter Phil and the old man proved excellent friends, and the colonel, "Graciella," said the colonel to his young friend, during the evening, Peter, brings Phil over every day; but when the colonel comes he talks thought, that a jaded old man of the world like Colonel French should Why should Colonel French, an old man, who was of no better "Very well," said the colonel as he turned away, "I''ll see Fetters." "Another thing, Colonel French," said Fetters, his quiet eyes


id: 26240
title: The Clansman: An Historical Romance of the Ku Klux Klan
author: Dixon, Thomas, Jr.
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  Elsie saw the look of helpless appeal in the mother''s face and hurried Elsie led Mrs. Cameron direct from the White House to the War Department. A grim smile twitched the old man''s lips as he said: Yet her hand in hours of love, when no eye save God''s could see, had led sly answering smile, but the old man waiting at the head of the table saw "Well, upon my soul," said Ben, taking a deep breath and looking at Elsie, The old man raised his massive head and looked to the door leading toward "I am very sorry to see you leave the home you love so dearly, Mrs. Lenoir," said the Northern girl, taking her extended hand. "Ben Cameron dare me to come about de house," said the other voice. "For the present," said the old man meditatively, "not a word to a living "God knows what this country''s coming to--I don''t," said the old man


id: 15454
title: Imperium in Imperio: A Study of the Negro Race Problem. A Novel
author: Griggs, Sutton E. (Sutton Elbert)
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  He was a warm personal friend of both Bernard and Belton, and learned Belton now entered the school-room, which in his case proves to be the white teachers, and in Belton''s case his mother expected the worst. instructed our young friends Belton and Bernard. But lest we linger too long, let us enter school here with Belton. To Belton''s surprise, he saw a colored man sitting on the right Belton knew that there was a colored teacher in the school but he had Belton''s rebellious thoughts as he left Miss Nermal''s room. Those teachers whom Belton met before he entered Miss Nermal''s room "It is this," said Belton: "you know as it is, the Negro has a hard Belton, smiling, locked his arm in Bernard''s and said: "Come with me. "Belton," said Bernard, "that was a masterly speech you made to-day. Bernard said: "Well, Belton, we have at last arrived at a point of


id: 472
title: The House Behind the Cedars
author: Chesnutt, Charles W. (Charles Waddell)
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  Warwick reached Liberty Point, a young woman came down Front Street "Yes," said the young man to himself, "it''s Rena, sure enough." "Rena," asked her mother, "how''d you like to go an'' pay yo''r brother "Good-morning, Judge Straight," said the young man, removing his hat Warwick went away, and the old judge sat for a moment absorbed in "I''m feared you''ll lack it better dere, Miss Rena," replied Frank Tryon first told his love for Rena one summer evening on their way home The night after Warwick and Tryon had ridden away, Rena dreamed again On the third day of Rena''s presence in Patesville, Frank was driving up Mrs. Green soon left Tryon with the young ladies and went to look after When Rena''s eyes fell upon the young man in the buggy, she saw a face At the time when she learned that Tryon lived in the neighborhood, Rena


id: 584
author: Wilson, Harriet E.
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  "Come, tell me, who is''t?" said Pete; "Mag Smith, you want to marry?" A knock at the door brought Mrs. Bellmont, and Mag asked if she Jack arguing for Frado''s education; Mary and her mother objecting. Her education completed, as SHE said, Mrs. Bellmont felt that her time and person belonged solely to her. room; Mr. Bellmont and James went out of doors, and Mary remained to "Do you know where Frado is?" asked Jane of her aunt. word of hope for Nig. James was quite unwell, and would come home the This was a subject of complaint to Mrs. Bellmont; and Frado endeavored to throw off all appearance of sickness "And say to mother I wish Frado to sit by me till you return. Frado at home; she knew it would be the wish of James she should go with

title:
  Our Nig; Or, Sketches from the Life of a Free Black, in a Two-story White House, North Showing That Slavery''s Shadows Fall Even There


id: 10549
title: A Romance of the Republic
author: Child, Lydia Maria
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  "What are you going to do with yourself this evening, Alfred?" said Mr. Royal to his companion, as they issued from his counting-house in New "Let her do as she likes, Rosa dear," said her father. "You would make Taglioni jealous," said Mr. Fitzgerald, addressing the little dancer; and Mr. King silently "Dear Gerald, you didn''t tell us Tulee was here," said Rosa. "But tell me one thing, my little friend," continued Mrs. Delano. "I want you to come again as soon as you can," said Mrs. Delano, "I felt troubled when I went away the other day," said Flora. "I should think something would happen very often then," rejoined Mrs. Delano with a smile, to which she responded with her ready little Flora said, "Rosa, dear, does it pain you very much to hear about Mr. Fitzgerald?" some general conversation, Flora said: "You know Mrs. Fitzgerald is "Poor Mrs. Fitzgerald!" said Flora.


id: 11057
title: The Wife of his Youth and Other Stories of the Color Line, and Selected Essays
author: Chesnutt, Charles W. (Charles Waddell)
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  take yo'' Sam ''way wid ''im ter-morrow, fer he needed money, an'' he knowed colored woman came to the door in response to the negro''s knock. want nobody fer ter think I wuz mix'' up in dis business." The negro good-looking enough, was not so young nor quite so white as Miss Fugitive Slave Law, a young white man from Ohio, moved by compassion for he said to himself that he was a very good-looking man, and could have sleepy negroes, who had got on at some other station, and a white man therefore, the fact that a Southern white woman should teach a colored the United States, a colored man or woman whose complexion is white or for two white or two colored persons to marry, so long as it was where a colored man ran away with and married a young white woman, the


id: 36089
title: Back at School with the Tucker Twins
author: Speed, Nell
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  Dee looked gratefully at her thoughtful father and whispered: "You girls look so well and rosy I know you have had a good summer." Miss Sayre and I stopped a minute before going into the building to look When I saw Miss Plympton I could well believe the girl that Mary knew, "Let''s not tell a soul about it," said Mary, "because you know how "Dum, do you know who that is that just got Dee?" I asked. you think Annie knows by this time that that is Harvie she is dancing Miss Plympton looked at the giggling and roaring mass of girls and for battle, while Mary Flannagan looked for all the world like a little "We can let Mr. Manners sit in it," he said, squaring his chin at Dum. The Tuckers had played a game, when they were younger, called "Mr. Manners." That fictitious gentleman was always invited in when any "Look at Zebedee!" said Dee to Wink.


id: 36914
title: A Son of the Sahara
author: Gerard, Louise
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  The Sultan looked at her, all the time wondering why the white man was "Good night, Pansy, little flower," he said softly. "I thought all girls liked sweet things and lived for love," he said as "They look like Arabs," Pansy said. When night came Pansy tried not to think of Le Breton, but the idea of It was love Pansy had wanted in the moonlit garden with Le Breton''s and annoyance; the look that comes to a man''s face when the girl he for the girl beside him looked very different from the Pansy he knew. There was a hurt look in Pansy''s soft eyes as she watched Le Breton. "Look at that wild man from the desert," the Sultan said. Pansy as he would have her, looking at him with eyes full of love. But if Pansy did not know what the Sultan said, the crowd around her


id: 40178
title: The Carter Girls'' Mysterious Neighbors
author: Speed, Nell
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  "How I hate being poor!" exclaimed Helen Carter, looking ruefully at her Helen and Douglas had decided to take one attic room in the old house said Douglas, as Helen shook out a pretty little old-rose dinner gown, a Douglas and Helen had a talk with Miss Louise on the subject of a "Wouldn''t you like me to teach you to read, Chloe?" asked Helen, feeling "Of course, my dear Miss Carter, I know that the little rascal Bobby "Count de Lestis is coming to lunch with us today," said Helen, almost "Hand this to Count de Lestis," Helen said, having put in sugar to his "My Miss Helen''s gwinter look like a angel whin she goes ter de count''s "I wonder why Miss Ella and Louise don''t get here," Helen said to Dr. Wright, who had at last persuaded her to sit out one dance with him.


id: 40964
title: Tony and the Beetles
author: Dick, Philip K.
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  "Nice day," Tony said. "Isn''t our main fleet moving in from Bellatrix?" Tony''s mother fluttered "What''s happening?" Tony echoed, as he pushed aside his grapefruit and "Don''t say ''beetle,''" Tony murmured, as he finished his cereal. "We''re going down into Karnet," Tony said, unconsciously slipping into "I know," Tony said solemnly, as he climbed into the cabin of the truck. Tony noticed the Pas-udeti''s sudden change of expression, and he was Orion, on the battle between the Terran warfleet and the Pas-udeti "Going in?" a sharp Pas-udeti voice sounded close behind him. Tony nodded his head, and the EEP accepted the female''s heavy armload. "I''m visiting the city," Tony said, as they moved with the crowd toward "Of course we''ll finish it," Tony said, surprised. "I know," Tony said. "I know," Tony said. "If our supply bases--" Tony began thickly, but B''prith cut him off Tony''s EEP moved forward ominously.


id: 58893
title: Race Riot
author: Williams, Ralph
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  "The old ones ain''t so bad," Watts said. "That''s right," Watts said. "Let go that woman," Tallant said, "or I''ll push your face in." He McCullough had started down off the porch when Watts put the boot to McCullough''s house and Tallant''s tent, and the others followed. "I don''t know," McCullough said dubiously, "You think you can make it McCullough took his eyes from the natives for a moment and studied her "They came in my house," McCullough said. The men ran off up the alley on the new scent, and McCullough turned Henry Watts was there with half a dozen other men carrying guns and "Fine, we''ll take ''em off your hands now." Watts half-turned to the men "Well, I don''t know," McCullough said. Watts looked around at the men behind him. Watts'' voice, McCullough thought. "This man here''s a deputy marshal, John," Watts said. "Get out of my yard!" McCullough said again.


id: 59036
title: The York Problem
author: Kastle, Herbert D.
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  Neither boy said a word, but John''s cheek burned and something in his "We''re members of Race-Through-God," John said, a quiet satisfaction "We got our own ladies," John said, sullen and irritated. John turned light blue eyes to the left and looked at the ground floor "For once in a foul-blood lifetime," John exploded, "let''s cut a But John didn''t remember much of Upper City, except that the people had John stepped into car three as the snake stopped. "Sure," John said as they slumped into seats. When the Blast walked through on his way to the back-box, John ran to If only he, John Stevens of York, could The child stared at John, eyes wide and filled with John pressed the blade against the Outsider''s stomach and said, "Five The old man shuffled closer, peered at John, said, "The Blasts will be "No," John said automatically.


