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id: 16215
title: Jack Sheppard: A Romance
author: Ainsworth, William Harrison
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  "You''ve but a sorry lodging, Mrs. Sheppard," said Wood, glancing round "Pray come to the point, Sir," said Mrs. Sheppard, somewhat alarmed by "I think I have--long, long ago, when I was a child," replied Mrs. Sheppard, passing her hand across her brow; "but my memory is "Do you happen to know Jonathan Wild, master?" inquired Jack, altering "I was not aware that Jonathan Wild was an acquaintance of yours, Mr. Jackson," said Kneebone, whose assiduity to Mrs. Wood had prevented him "Come, come, Jack," said Thames, walking up to Sheppard, and taking his "Now, Jack," cried Thames, warmly grasping Sheppard''s hand, "you are my "Is this true, Sir?" cried Mrs. Sheppard, with an agonized look at Wood. "Jonathan Wild was my husband''s bitterest enemy," said Mrs. Sheppard. "Jack, my love," cried Mrs. Sheppard, disregarding the taunt, "come "Jack," said Mrs. Sheppard, clasping him with a hand that burnt with


id: 20071
title: Sue, A Little Heroine
author: Meade, L. T.
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  "You ask wot wages yer''ll get," said Agnes, poking Connie on the arm. "Now," she said, "yer won''t think ''ard of poor Mammy Warren. "I ha'' come to fetch yer," said Connie. "Well, Ronald," said Mrs. Warren, "and ''ow may yer be, my dear little "Jam''s wery bad for little boys," said Mrs. Warren at this juncture. "I am glad yer''ve come ''ere, Ronald," said Connie. "I''ve a fancy that yer shall wear these ''ere clothes to-day," said Mrs. Warren. "Come in, you poor little things," said Mrs Anderson. "Sue," he said, "does you know as Connie came back last night?" and wot''s yer name, boy?" said Connie, who could Connie looked at Ronald, and then she glanced at Giles and her eyes said "Father," said Connie, "we can''t find Sue anywhere, and Giles is dying, "You don''t think, Sue, do yer," said Connie, "that _us_ could stop


id: 30963
title: A Knyght Ther Was
author: Young, Robert F.
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  the big balconied room, Perfidion said, "Mallory, you''re wasting your "I''m not interested in right arms," Mallory said. corridor to thy left eftsoon ye enter the chief fortress, sir knight," noble steed indeed, fair sir," she said; "and worthy of a knight sir knight," she said, and started down the corridor. Presently Rowena said, "It were best that ye drew out thy sword, fair Sir knight, said she, ye have better sped than ye weened, for Mallory encephalopathed Easy Money to his side and pulled "I have great joy of thy swift recovery, fair sir," Rowena said. "Ye be a most noble knight indeed, fair sir," she said, When the knight saw Mallory, he brought his steed to a halt. Mallory''s spear struck Sir Galahad''s shield dead center--and snapped Sir Galahad''s spear struck Mallory''s shield dead center--and Sir knight, said she, ye have _Come on, Easy Money_, Mallory encephalopathed. _Come on, Easy Money_, Mallory encephalopathed.


id: 21794
title: The Boy from the Ranch; Or, Roy Bradner''s City Experiences
author: Webster, Frank V.
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  "I guess he was born that way," thought Roy, as he saw the redman start "I should think you would know how to do it too," said Roy. "He said he wanted me to go for Roy," went on Porter, "''cause he knew I feared the boy might be suspicious of his sudden friendship, for Mr. Baker was a good reader of character, and he saw that Roy, in spite of "Allow me to introduce a friend of mine," said Mr. Baker presenting Roy momentarily paying no attention to Roy. Suddenly the boy from the ranch, who was looking about him with curious "That''s all right," said Roy good-naturedly to the boy. "Is Mr. Annister in?" Roy asked the office boy. Caleb Annister went over some books, and soon handed Roy a list of room "Roy, you did well--as well as any man could have done," said Mr. Bradner.


id: 21842
title: The Boy Scouts of Lenox; Or, The Hike Over Big Bear Mountain
author: Webster, Frank V.
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  organize the Lenox Troop of Boy Scouts, is he, Tom?" "I think you''re right, Tom," said the other boy, but without smiling, "I''ve been telling Tom, mother," said Carl, after looking around and "Tom, I want you to go with me to-night and face Dock Phillips," said that''s bothering Carl''s mother, Dock," continued Tom. It was pretty dark out there, as the night had settled down, and not Of course this was the very last thing Tom and Carl would think of boy, who may not have wholly liked the firm way in which Tom said that When Tom and Carl and some of the other boys did that little favor for One thing Tom and Carl had noticed of late, and this was that Dock "Yes, and what you said last night keeps haunting me all the time, Tom. What if I did run across the chance to make Dock own up, and got him to


id: 23116
title: Ruth Fielding Down East; Or, The Hermit of Beach Plum Point
author: Emerson, Alice B.
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  Ruth had refused to tell her friends the first thing about this new story "Didn''t you find anything, Tom?" Ruth Fielding asked, as Helen''s twin "If that bum actor stole your play, Ruth, he''s got clear way with it," Tom "Poor little thing," said Ruth to Helen. "Tom will find a way," declared Ruth Fielding with confidence. "Why, my dear, don''t mind about that," said Ruth, taking the lathlike girl "Those are not the kind of girls who are helping in France," said Ruth "Of course you must do what you think is best, Tom," said Ruth, gravely. "But we must not over-run Tom," said Ruth to her chum. "If Aunt Kate won''t mind," said Ruth, "let us try it, while she remains at "Now, tell me, Miss Ruth," said Mr. Hammond, having taken the girl of the "I''ve been wondering all day what Ruth was up to," said Tom, who was


id: 23208
title: How Janice Day Won
author: Long, Helen Beecher
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  funny papers tell about," Janice said, with a little laugh. "You''d better keep away from such people, Janice," the young man said "It''s Nelson Haley," the boy said, and Janice heard him plainly, for "Sit down and eat your dinner, Janice," said Uncle Jason a second time, "I--I don''t know, Uncle Jason," Janice said faintly. "I''d like to speak to Mr. Haley," Janice said, finally "getting a word "I''m after Janice Day. Got a note for her," said the urchin. "Here comes Mrs. Si Leggett," said ''Rill to Janice. "Oh, I know you saw him, Janice--and Marty Day and my mother. "Mr. Drugg will be right in," said ''Rill, beckoning Janice away. "That is right, Miss Janice," Hopewell said, busy with a customer. "Why, Nelson," Janice said sweetly, "I know that you have only to think Mr. Narnay, if you will come right along as you are," said Janice,


id: 20341
title: Grace Harlowe''s Overland Riders in the Great North Woods
author: Chase, Josephine
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  Hippy and Tom rescue an unfortunate Indian from the jacks. "Grace, where is Hippy?" called Tom Gray anxiously. "Good work!" chuckled Hippy, galloping up the street with Tom to join "This appears to be a good place to make camp," finally called Tom Gray, "This is my wife, Grace Harlowe Gray," said Tom. The forest woman shook hands and glared into Grace''s smiling eyes. "Let go and give him air," commanded Tom. Hippy lay as he had fallen, half on his side, one arm doubled under his The forest woman was hanging up the mess kits to dry when Tom and Hippy Hippy''s urgings bore fruit, and Henry got his breakfast, as did Tom and "Come along, Hippy," urged Tom after they had finished breakfast. "I hear something coming," declared Tom. Hippy fastened a hand on Hindenburg''s collar, and Joe threatened the "Hippy!" called Tom as he saw Lieutenant Wingate and others of the


id: 2452
title: Shavings: A Novel
author: Lincoln, Joseph Crosby
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  "Jed Winslow," he declared, "as I said to you just now you beat all that upon which Gabe Bearse came to Jed Winslow''s windmill shop in others, like Leander Babbitt or Captain Hunniwell, came to ask his Captain Hunniwell: "I''m like that old clock I used to have, Sam. The pendulum of that thing used to work fine, but the hands "I know whose tongue you''re thinking about, Uncle Jed," declared "I think," she said, "if you don''t mind, Uncle Jed, I shall call Of course Jed said he would and went back to his little room over Charles and Jed Winslow were by this time good friends. "I know you do, Jed," he said. "Jed," she said, "Captain Hunniwell was just here with you; I saw Jed told the substance of what Captain Sam had said. "Jed," he said, "Ruth tells me that you know of my


id: 436
title: The Master Key An Electrical Fairy Tale Founded Upon the Mysteries of Electricity
author: Baum, L. Frank (Lyman Frank)
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  When Rob became interested in electricity his clear-headed father Rob was a courageous boy, but a thrill of fear passed over him in spite So Rob, having conversed for a time with the glorious Demon of Here he presented Rob the silver box of tablets, and the boy, somewhat "Perfectly!" cried Rob, taking the machine from the Demon with way Rob clasped the little machine to his left wrist, so that his coat "If any of your fellows come nearer," Rob said to the fat chief, "I''ll with the spear, Rob turned his electric tube upon him and keeled him "Then," said the boy, thoughtfully, "I''ve reached home just in time." "Now," said Rob, "let''s look over the record of the past day and see if into Rob''s pocket and drew out the electric tube. "Keep it," said Rob. The Demon started, and gave him an odd look.


id: 5893
title: Two Little Women on a Holiday
author: Wells, Carolyn
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  The two girls said good-night, and Dolly went back to her "Very well," said Mrs. Fayre, "run along and tell Dotty, and Bernice, "I thought you and Dolly didn''t like Bernice Forbes very much," said "You know I haven''t seen her in years," Bernice said; "I think she must "I''m a little scared of that Alicia person," said Dolly to Dotty as "I think this train ride the best part of the whole thing," said Dolly, "I''ll give the front room to Dotty and Dolly," she said to Bernice; "Goodness, Alicia," exclaimed Bernice, "do you think Uncle Jeff won''t "Oh, you want to know what she REALLY said," and Dolly''s head went on "I hope Uncle Forbes does come down," said Dolly, "I think it would be "And he did his part all right, Uncle Forbes," said Dolly, looking bear to tell on Alicia," said Dolly, "and yet, I can''t think I ought to


id: 6827
title: Boy Scouts of the Air on Lost Island
author: Stuart, Gordon (Adventure story writer)
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  So, Dave singing lustily and Tod and Jerry tugging at the oars in time Jerry looked over at Mr. Fulton, who had finally ended his mute pacing "How far do you s''pose the boat''s drifted by now, Jerry?" asked Dave "Good!" agreed Jerry, pleased that the suggestion had come from Dave. "You''ve got no right to keep us off Lost Island," began Jerry hotly. A look of relief, quickly hidden, came to Mr. Fulton''s face, but Jerry For a second it looked like a free-for-all, but Jerry had no time to "Now what?" asked Jerry, as Phil turned the boat about and headed for Then Jerry and Phil were to make all speed to Lost Island, landing at "No, Jerry--you see, the island--that is," looking toward Mr. Fulton as "Good night, Mr. Fulton," shouted Jerry in turn, then waited for Tod. The journey to the Boy Scout camp was made in silence, for Jerry did


id: 34831
title: Guilt of the Brass Thieves
author: Wirt, Mildred A. (Mildred Augustine)
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  Turning her back upon Jack, Sally studied Penny with curious interest. Penny, Jack and Mr. Parker reached the deck of the _River Queen_ in time "Jack doesn''t seem to get along with Sally Barker very well," Penny Penny and Jack moved away, not wishing to add to the girl''s "Let me go with you," Penny said, taking Sally by the arm. For ten minutes Penny waited, hoping that Sally would return. Seeing Joe the Sweeper cleaning a corridor, Penny asked him about Sally. Disgusted, Penny turned her back and walked away in search of Jack. Penny could not find Jack, and when she returned to Mr. Gandiss'' office, "Don''t take it so hard, Sally," Penny said kindly. "Penny, you''re not racing in Sally''s boat?" Penny glanced back at Jack''s boat a good six to eight lengths behind. As the girls turned to leave the cabin, Sally saw that Penny was looking


id: 33381
title: Penny Nichols Finds a Clue
author: Clark, Joan
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  Penny Nichols flung open the office door of the Nichols Detective Reaching the tennis court, Penny parked her car on a near-by street. Susan had promised to spend the night at the Nichols home, so the girls "Didn''t I close that door when I put the car away?" Penny demanded in a Penny had heard her father remark that many times it was possible to Mr. Nichols was busy in the inner office when Penny arrived, but Miss "The right hand turn!" Penny cried as the taxi-man hesitated at an Provoked, Penny hastened back to the car where Susan was waiting. "It seems to me that your father should know the truth," Penny said The driver opened the door, and Penny stepped into the car. Penny and her father drove on between the rows of police cars which Betty and her father took Penny home since Mr. Nichols found it


id: 38850
author: Awdelay, John, active 1559-1577
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  Thomas Harman.] A gentleman, also, of late hath taken great paines I haue thought good, not only to shew his errour in some places in any other place, to heare the *[leaf 9]* secretes of a mans house. house these twenty yeares, where vnto pouerty dayely hath and doth flatteringe wordes, money, and good chere, I haue attained to the typ by good maner; some wyll take there owne that they haue made promyse vnto, vpright men haue nether money nor wares, at these houses they shalbe them selues, then these rowsy roges requested the good man of the house "A, good maister," quoth he, "I haue the places when they shall here howe I haue bene serued." "Nowe, out vpon which had an vpright man in her company, and as I would haue passed eyther any els of your house." "No, I warrant the," sayth this good man,

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  The Rogues and Vagabonds of Shakespeare''s Youth Awdeley''s ''Fraternitye of vacabondes'' and Harman''s ''Caveat''


id: 41455
title: The Lady in the Car
author: Le Queux, William
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  Good-bye, old fellow." And the rubicund cleric shook his friend''s hand when Mrs Jesup entered the Prince''s private _salon_ his Highness asked thought they''d got hold of a real live prince this time--and rushed Next day his Highness arrived in the big cream-coloured car at the up the High Street, they passed a thin, pale-faced man in dark grey Next morning the Prince sent Garrett with the car to London, as he "Had a good run, Herbert?" asked the Prince as he entered the big hall Two days passed, and Garrett took Elfrida and the Prince for several extreme beauty of his newly found little friend held the young man I met, on the following day, Madame Demidoff, the queer-looking old lady Half an hour later Prince Albert was driving the hired car for all he The best car ever turned out by the hand of man would never be looked at


id: 42137
title: The Magic Curtain A Mystery Story for Girls
author: Snell, Roy J. (Roy Judson)
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  little French girl could make people feel the things she did on the stage As Jeanne sank silently to a place on the floor, she felt that some great When, a short time later, Petite Jeanne, garbed as Pierre Andrews, stole Petite Jeanne left the opera house that night in a brown study. "But, little girl," the great one''s tone was deep and low like the mellow "Come!" She placed gentle hands beneath the bent form of the little, old Florence fancied she heard the little French girl''s heart beating wildly "The wild life and the night frighten you," Florence said to Jeanne. Jeanne could not but believe that the little man from France was honest It is little wonder that Jeanne loved this more than any other opera. "Dark face, ugly eyes!" Florence recalled Jeanne''s description of the man "Jeanne," Florence stood in the door of her room, "did that man, the


id: 43677
title: Whispers at Dawn; Or, The Eye
author: Snell, Roy J. (Roy Judson)
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  Perhaps Johnny would have said, "What is the ''Eye''?" but at that moment "Like a bare foot touching the floor," Johnny thought. Gripping Felix''s hand, Johnny hurried away to catch a bus. Johnny wanted to tell her he had tried to find Drew Lane at the shack and "Then," Johnny went on rapidly, "a girl opened the door, a taffy-haired, "Johnny," Drew said, and there was a note of deep respect in his voice, received on the head, Johnny sat before the open fireplace in Drew Lane''s "Drew," Johnny said, turning to his sturdy young friend, "I came here the "Met a girl you''d like on the way back." Drew Lane turned to Joyce. Johnny had not told Felix of the Whisperer''s message. "Johnny," said the Captain, "do you believe that whisper came all the way "Like a whisper," Johnny thought. "Alice!" Johnny was looking into the little Canadian''s eyes.


id: 43584
title: The Mystery of the Secret Band
author: Lavell, Edith
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  Mr. Gay kissed his daughter good-bye, and Mary Louise and Mrs. Hilliard Mrs. Hilliard opened the door of the room that was to be Mary Louise''s as Mrs. Hilliard and Mary Louise entered the room. When the men had gone, Mrs. Hilliard persuaded Mary Louise to come to her Mary Louise dashed through the door to the desk just in time to see Mrs. Macgregor, the wealthy widow who lived in room 201, drop down on the girls, about whom Mary Louise had heard so much, were there, and Mrs. Hilliard introduced them. The dining-room doors were thrown open, and Mary Louise and Mrs. Hilliard know." But Mary Louise did not tell Mrs. Hilliard about seeing Miss As Mary Louise walked along the street she decided not to tell Mrs. Hilliard any of the details of her plans or who the girls were that she


id: 45347
title: The Master Key An Electrical Fairy Tale Founded Upon the Mysteries of Electricity
author: Baum, L. Frank (Lyman Frank)
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  When Rob became interested in electricity his clear-headed father Rob was a courageous boy, but a thrill of fear passed over him in spite So Rob, having conversed for a time with the glorious Demon of Here he presented Rob the silver box of tablets, and the boy, somewhat "Perfectly!" cried Rob, taking the machine from the Demon with way Rob clasped the little machine to his left wrist, so that his coat "If any of your fellows come nearer," Rob said to the fat chief, "I''ll with the spear, Rob turned his electric tube upon him and keeled him "Now," said Rob, "let''s look over the record of the past day and see if into Rob''s pocket and drew out the electric tube. Rob smiled and pointed the electric tube at the man, who doubtless "Keep it," said Rob. The Demon started, and gave him an odd look.


id: 45452
title: Connie Carl at Rainbow Ranch
author: Clark, Joan
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  When is it coming, Lefty?" Connie asked eagerly. "Lefty, I''ve been thinking over what you said about the rodeo," Connie "I was just looking for you, Mr. Blakeman," said Connie. "Why, that''s Pop Bradshaw''s prize bulldoggin'' steer, Miss Connie," Lefty "I''ll ride out that way with you after breakfast," Connie said quickly. "I know," said Connie quickly, "I haven''t been home many days." Mr. Postil asked Connie many questions about Rainbow Ranch. Back at Rainbow Ranch the girl called Lefty and Jim Barrows to tell them Connie, Alkali, Lefty and Jim Barrows to convince them otherwise. "I don''t know what came over Lefty," Connie said soothingly. Connie looked about for one of the men, but Lefty and Alkali were both "All right, we''ll return to the ranch," Connie said. "I owe Blakeman money," Connie said slowly. Connie could see Helena and Cecil riding with Forest Blakeman, evidently "That looks like Blakeman," Connie said.


id: 45169
title: The Autobiography of a Thief
author: Hapgood, Hutchins
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  "What a good man has gone," and the priest and my mother said he was has not seen for a long time is, "You are looking good," meaning that But Johnny''s day for a time in the "stir" soon came around. "Now listen," said Johnny, the old business-like expression coming back Many a time a man I knew in stir would grow nervous known few grafters who had as much feeling as Tom. More than five years passed, and the time for my release from Auburn I spent my first day in New York looking up my old pals and girls, We talked old times and graft, and the wife and little One day a man named "Muir," a mean, sure-thing grafter, came to the Graft was good at the time and a man with the least bit


id: 58673
title: It Takes a Thief
author: Miller, Walter M.
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  on his naked back as he waited, eyes tightly closed, lips moving slowly "Ready for me yet, Asir?" the squat man asked. She gave Asir a long searching glance, then turned to walk away. the vaults are guarded by the sleeper called Big Joe. To enter is to beyond it toward the cloister where the priests of Big Joe guarded the of Mars and the realm of the monster, Big Joe. He glanced at Mara Asir started slowly toward the room where Big Joe waited. looked back at the door, then at Big Joe. The taloned hands could grab They passed within a foot of Big Joe''s arm. machine as Asir took another step. Staring back, Asir saw that the robot''s head had turned so that he was Big Joe came lumbering slowly after them. Asir looked around for a place to flee, but the monster stopped in the


id: 53015
title: A Guest of Ganymede
author: MacApp, C. C.
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  Murdoch applied heat forward and moved the ship gingerly ahead. Murdoch stopped the ship, then moved on more slowly. Murdoch got the ship moving. Murdoch helped Waverill through the inner and outer hatches and led him opened and Murdoch took Waverill through it. Murdoch offered his arm to Waverill, who grumbled a little but came Murdoch watched Waverill''s face but it showed nothing. the voice said, almost at his shoulder, "Murdoch, Waverill wants you." "Right away, sir." Murdoch got ice from the alien''s pantry, put it in Murdoch described the grounds, meanwhile guiding Waverill slowly around Murdoch subtly moved Waverill toward the spot. his breath, he took Waverill''s hand and moved it toward the flower. Murdoch cried, "Look out, sir!" and grabbed at Waverill''s hand. Shakily, Murdoch took Waverill''s hand. Waverill was sitting up too, looking no better than Murdoch felt. Letting the ship move ahead on automatic, Murdoch turned in pretended


id: 62996
title: The Jewel of Bas
author: Brackett, Leigh
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  "One man falls into a beast-pit," said Ciaran impatiently, "and in two This time it was Ciaran that stopped, with the stewpot in his hands, Grey animal fur grew on them like the body-hair of a hairy man, Very softly, so that nobody but Ciaran could hear her, Mouse whispered, Mouse paused for breath, and Ciaran got a look at the hermit''s face. Ciaran said, "Yeah." He looked at Mouse. Ciaran got a good look at his eyes. The eyes in that face were what set Ciaran''s guts to knotting like But it stopped Ciaran like a blow in the face, penetrating Their clear, light voices rose up to where Ciaran and the hunter lay. "Bas," said Ciaran. It was like no light Ciaran had ever seen before. themselves against Bas. Ciaran cried out, "_Mouse...!_" the Mouse that Ciaran knew, was dead behind her dull black eyes. Ciaran looked at Mouse.


