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...LIVER TWIST CHARLES DICKENS or The Parish Boy s Progress A PENN S TATE E LECTRONIC C LASSICS S ERIES P UBLICATION Oliver... ...E LECTRONIC C LASSICS S ERIES P UBLICATION Oliver Twist or the Parish Boy’s Progress by Charles Dickens is a publication of the Pennsylvania State... ... as an electronic transmission, in any way. Oliver Twist or the Parish Boy’s Progress by Charles Dickens , the Pennsylvania State University, Electro... ...ual opportunity University. 3 OLIVER TWIST OLIVER TWIST OR THE PARISH BOY’S PROGRESS BY CHARLES DICKENS CHAPTER I TREATS OF THE PLACE WHERE OLIVER TW... ...alternately. As the young woman spoke, he rose, and ad vancing to the bed’s head, said, with more kindness than might have been expected of him: ‘Oh,... ... in that way, bless her dear heart! Think what it is to be a mother, there’s a dear young lamb do.’ Apparently this consolatory perspective of a mothe... ...a dear young lamb do.’ Apparently this consolatory perspective of a mother’s pros pects failed in producing its due effect. The patient shook her hea... .... They talked of hope and com fort. They had been strangers too long. ‘It’s all over, Mrs. Thingummy!’ said the surgeon at last. ‘ Ah, poor dear, so ... ...rse,’ said the surgeon, putting on his gloves with great deliberation. ‘It’s very likely it will be troublesome. Give it a little gruel if it is.’ He...

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Excerpt: Nuttie?s Father by Charlotte M. Yonge.

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...rlotte M Yonge A Penn State Electronic Classics Series Publication Nuttie’s Father Nuttie’s Father by Charlotte M. Yonge is a publication of the Penn... ...document or for the file as an electronic transmission, in any way. Nuttie’s Father by Charlotte M. Yonge, the Pennsylvania State University, Electron... ...niversity is an equal opportunity university. 3 Charlotte M. Young Nuttie’s Father by Charlotte M Yonge CHAPTER I. ST CHAPTER I. ST CHAPTER I. ST CHA... ...TER I. ST CHAPTER I. ST CHAPTER I. ST. AMBR . AMBR . AMBR . AMBR . AMBROSE’S CHOIR. OSE’S CHOIR. OSE’S CHOIR. OSE’S CHOIR. OSE’S CHOIR. ‘For be it kno... ... OSE’S CHOIR. OSE’S CHOIR. OSE’S CHOIR. ‘For be it known That their saint’s honour is their own.’—Scott. THE TOWN OF MICKLETHWAYTE was rising and thr... ...orbing the open spaces between. One of these arms was known as St. Ambrose’s Road, in right of the church, an incomplete struc- ture in yellow brick, ... ..., though the little fellows were clad in surplices and cassocks, 4 Nuttie’s Father and sat in the chancel for correctness sake, there was a space rou... ... Alps,’ chimed in a quieter voice, ‘or the Ufizzi.’ ‘Now, Mr. Dutton, that’s not what I want. Our people aren’t ready for that, but what they have let... ...on. ‘Well,’ said the vicar, interposing in the wordy war, ‘Mrs. Greenleaf ’s children have scarlatina, so we can’t go to Horton Bishop. The choice see...

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........................................................ 22 THE POOR RELATION’S STORY ...................................................................... ................................................................... 27 NOBODY’S STORY ...................................................................... ...h Snuff-boxes in dreams, when least expected. Nor is the frog with cobbler’s wax on his tail, far off; for there was no knowing where he wouldn’t jump... ...here he wouldn’t jump; and when he flew over the candle, and came upon one’s hand with that spotted back—red on a green ground—he was horrible. The ca... ...e its stolid features so intolerable? Surely not because it hid the wearer’s face. An apron would have done as much; and though I should have pre- fer... ...nsupportable, like the mask. Was it the immovability of the mask? The doll’s face was im- movable, but I was not afraid of her. Perhaps that fixed and... ...to awake me in the night all perspira- tion and horror, with, “O I know it’s coming! O the mask!” I never wondered what the dear old donkey with the p... ... the other, rather a weak-minded person—though good-natured; but the Jacob’s Ladder, next him, made of little squares of red wood, that went flap- pin... ...ened by small bells, was a mighty marvel and a great delight. Ah! The Doll’s house!—of which I was not propri- etor, but where I visited. I don’t admi...

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Excerpt: The Parson?s Daughter of Oxney Colne by Anthony Trollope

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...y Trollope A PENN STATE ELECTRONIC CLASSICS SERIES PUBLICATION The Parson’s Daughter of Oxney Colne by Anthony Trollope is a publication of the Penns... ...ment or for the file as an electronic transmission, in any way. The Parson’s Daughter of Oxney Colne by Anthony Trollope, the Pennsylvania State Unive... ...versity is an equal opportunity university. 3 Anthony Trollope The Parson’s Daughter of Oxney Colne by Anthony Trollope T he prettiest scenery in all... ... ors. The larger and better is the parsonage, in which lived 4 The Parson’s Daughter of Oxney Colne the parson and his daughter; and the smaller is a... ...subject under the sun. And now for the parson and his daughter. The parson’s name was Woolsworthy—or Woolathy, as it was pro- nounced by all those who... ...e to the poor, punctual in his services, forbearing with the 6 The Parson’s Daughter of Oxney Colne farmers around him, mild with his brother clergym... ..., a spare bedroom at the parsonage. Any intimate friend of Miss Le Smyrger’s might be as fortu- nate, for she was equally well provided at Oxney Combe... ...rse of life had been very much divided from that of our Miss 8 The Parson’s Daughter of Oxney Colne Le Smyrger. But the Lord of the Government Board ... ...dren; and perhaps it was now thought expedient to look after Aunt Penelope’s Devonshire acres. Aunt Penelope was empowered to leave them to whom she p...

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...Excerpt: Introduction to Canto First. November?s sky is chill and drear, November?s leaf is red and sear: Late, gazing down the steepy linn That hems our little garden in, Low in its dark and narrow glen You scarce the rivulet might ken, So thick the tangled greenwood gre...

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... FIRST. TO WILLIAM STEW ART ROSE, ESQ. Ashestiel, Ettrick Forest. November’s sky is chill and drear, November’s leaf is red and sear: Late, gazing dow... ... with doubled speed, Hurries its waters to the T weed. No longer Autumn’s glowing red Upon our forest hills is shed; No more, beneath the evening b... ...d wintry sky, And far beneath their summer hill, Stray sadly by Glenkinnon’s rill: The shepherd shifts his mantle’s fold, And wraps him closer from th... ...the mountain child, Feel the sad influence of the hour, And wail the daisy’s vanished flower; Their summer gambols tell, and mourn, And anxious ask: ... ...nd blossoms clothe the hawthorn spray?” Yes, prattlers, yes. The daisy’s flower Again shall paint your summer bower; Again the hawthorn shall supp... ...ial call dead Nature hears, And in her glory reappears. But oh! my country’s wintry state What second spring shall renovate? What powerful call shall ... ...d arise The buried warlike and the wise; The mind that thought for Britain’s weal, The hand that grasped the victor steel? The vernal sun new life bes... ...that blows; But vainly, vainly may he shine, Where glory weeps o’er Nelson’s shrine; 5 Sir Walter Scott And vainly pierce the solemn gloom, That shro... ...ng levin, Short, bright, resistless course was given. Where’er his country’s foes were found, Was heard the fated thunder’s sound, Till burst the bolt...

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...Contents. I. The birth of the Prince and the Pauper. II. Tom?s early life. III. Tom?s meeting with the Prince. IV. The Prince?s troubles begin. V. Tom as a patrician. VI. Tom receives instructions. VII. Tom?s first royal dinner. VIII. The question of the Seal. IX. The river pageant. X....

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...or the byrth of our prynce, hoom we hungurde for so longe, then ther was (I trow), inter vicinos att the byrth of S. J. Baptyste, as thys berer, Maste... ...learned and the simple loved it and credited it. Contents. I. The birth of the Prince and the Pauper. II. Tom’s early life. III. Tom’s meeting wi... ...he Prince. IV. The Prince’s troubles begin. V. Tom as a patrician. VI. Tom receives instructions. VII. Tom’s first royal dinner. VIII. The que... ... escape. XXV. Hendon Hall. XXVI. Disowned. XXVII. In prison. XXVIII. The sacrifice. XXIX. To London. XXX. Tom’s progress. XXXI. The Recognition p... ...poor rags, except among the family of paupers whom he had just come to trouble with his presence. II Tom’s early life et us skip a number o... ... solid material between, coated with plaster. The beams were painted red or blue or black, according to the owner’s taste, and this gave the houses a ... ...nd-shaped panes, and they opened outward, on hinges, like doors. 7 The Prince and the Pauper The house which Tom’s father lived in was up a foul litt... ...ut of Pudding Lane. It was small, decayed, and rickety, but it was packed full of wretchedly poor families. Canty’s tribe occupied a room on the third... ...o could not have endured such a queer accomplishment in them. All Offal Court was just such another hive as Canty’s house. Drunkenness, riot and brawl...

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................................4 THE FULNESS OF LIFE ...............................................................................33 A VENETIAN NIGHT?S ................................................................................43 ENTERTAINMENT........................................................................................43 XINGU..................................

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..........................................................33 A VENETIAN NIGHT’S ............................................................................ ...al practical and judicious suggestions that she threw it out: “Well, there’s Lyng, in Dorsetshire. It belongs to Hugo’s cous- ins, and you can get it ... ... she assured them of the deplor- able uncertainty of the water-supply. “It’s too uncomfortable to be true!” Edward Boyne had con- tinued to exult as t... ...of independent per- ceptions, had noted a sudden flatness of tone in Alida’s an- swering hilarity. “Oh, Dorsetshire’s full of ghosts, you know.” “Y es... ...hat won’t do. I don’t want to have to drive ten miles to see somebody else’s ghost. I want one of my own on the premises. IS there a ghost at Lyng?” H... ... ghost except the fact of its being known for one?” “I can’t say. But that’s the story.” “That there’s a ghost, but that nobody knows it’s a ghost?” “... ...t any rate.” “Till afterward?” “Not till long, long afterward.” “But if it’s once been identified as an unearthly visitant, why hasn’t its signalement... ...cav- ernous depth of divination—”suddenly, long afterward, one says to one’s self, ‘That was it?’” She was oddly startled at the sepulchral sound with... ...e other two, and she saw the shadow of the same surprise flit across Alida’s clear pu- pils. “I suppose so. One just has to wait.” “Oh, hang waiting!”...

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...Under the Storm Or Steadfast’s Charge By Charlotte M. Yonge A Penn State Electronic Classics Series Publ... ...tate Electronic Classics Series Publication Under the Storm, or Steadfast’s Charge by Charlotte M. Yonge is a publication of the Pennsylvania State U... ...e as an electronic transmission, in any way. Under the Storm, or Steadfast’s Charge by Charlotte M. Yonge, the Pennsylvania State University, Elec- tr... ... an equal opportunity university. 3 Yo n g e Under the Storm Or Steadfast’s Charge By Charlotte M. Yonge CHAPTER I CHAPTER I CHAPTER I CHAPTER I CHAP... ...it were, lengthening and narrow- ing into a wooded cleft or gulley, Hermit’s Gulley , which broke the side of the hill just below where Steadfast stoo... ...t stood, and had a little clear stream running along the bottom. Steadfast’s little herd knew the time of day as well as if they all had watches in th... ...ith no one to help her but her little seven years old sister. The children’s lives had been much less bright since that sad day; and Steadfast seldom ... ...him and the Parson together, but what could bring them here—into Steadfast’s cave? and with a dark lantern too! They seemed as surprised, perhaps as v... ...illage churches even as they have dealt with the minster and with St. Mary’s, Redcliffe.” “A murrain on them!” muttered Kenton. “I wot that in their i...

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...e cuckoo clock that hung over the mantelpiece in the dining-room, when Victorine brought in the halved watermelon and set it in front of Mr. Bessemer?s plate. Then she went down to the front door for the damp, twisted roll of the Sunday morning?s paper, and came back and rang the breakfast-bell for the second time....

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...orine brought in the halved watermelon and set it in front of Mr. Bessemer’s plate. Then she went down to the front door for the damp, twisted roll of... ... down to the front door for the damp, twisted roll of the Sun- day morning’s paper, and came back and rang the breakfast-bell for the second time. As ... ...d actions; as, for in- stance, upon this occasion: “Nine o’clock—the clock’s a little fast. I think I’ll wind my watch. No, I’ve forgot- ten my watch.... ...y watch. No, I’ve forgot- ten my watch. Watermelon this morning, eh? Where’s a knife? I’ll have a little salt. Victorine’s forgot the spoons—ha, here’... ...ve a little salt. Victorine’s forgot the spoons—ha, here’s a spoon! No, it’s a knife I want.” After he had finished his watermelon, and while Victorin... ...underclothes twice a week, and was dissuaded from playing with the dentist’s son who lived three doors below and who had St. Vitus’ dance. His little ... ...torine of Howard and Snooky, as she pushed the cream pitcher out of Howard’s reach. It was significant of Mr. Bessemer’s relations with his family tha... ... family that Victorine did not address her question to him. “Yes, yes, she’s coming,” said both the children, speaking together; and Howard added: “He... ...oward—who was atrociously bad, as usual of a Sunday morning—and her father’s plate. Mr. Bessemer was as like as not to leave the table without any bre...

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...The T apestried Chamber and Death of the Laird’s Jock by Sir Walter Scott A Penn State Electronic Classics Series Publicat... ...Classics Series Publication The Tapestried Chamber and Death of the Laird’s Jock by Sir Walter Scott is a publication of the Pennsylvania State Unive... ...ic transmission, in any way. The Tapestried Chamber and Death of the Laird’s Jock by Sir Walter Scott, the Pennsylvania State University, Electronic C... ...ersity. 3 Sir Walter Scott The T apestried Chamber and Death of the Laird’s Jock by Sir Walter Scott THE TAPESTRIED CHAMBER INTRODUCTION. This is ano... ...ory permits, in the same character in which it was presented to the author’s ear; nor has he claim to further praise, or to be more deeply censured, t... ...r. About the end of the American war, when the officers of Lord Cornwallis’s army, which surrendered at Y orktown, and others, who had been made priso... ...ter their fatigues, there was amongst them a general officer, to whom Miss S. gave the name of Browne, but merely, as I under- stood, to save the inco... ...ntained family pictures or other objects of curiosity worthy of a stranger’s visit, when, leaving the vicinity of the park, he rolled through a clean ... ...an named, whom we shall call Lord Woodville. How fortunate! Much of Browne’s early recollections, both at school and at college, had been connected wi...

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... sweet breath have been proved in mortal fire. Mrs. Fleming, of Queen Anne’s Farm, was the wife of a yeoman-farmer of the county. Both were of sound K... ... orderly, laborious, and cun- ning hand. The garden was under Mrs. Fleming’s charge. The joy of her love for it was written on its lustrous beds, as p... ...s long as the joke could last. There was laugh- ter also when Mrs. Fleming’s second daughter received the name of ‘Rhoda;’ but it did not endure for s... ...of larger congregations, what we call genius. For some years, Mrs. Fleming’s proceedings were simply a theme for gossips, and her vanity was openly pa... ...nts, drawn from the chief book of their reading. Queen of Sheba was Dahlia’s title. No master of callisthenics could have set them up better than thei... ...No master of callisthenics could have set them up better than their mother’s receipt for making good blood, combined with a certain har- mony of their... ...inary men. The idea of love upon the lips of ordinary men, provoked Dahlia’s irony; and the youths of Wrexby and Fenhurst had no chance against her se... ...which was next to the family Bible in size among the volumes of the farmer’s small library. The deeds of the heroes of this book, and the talk of the ... ...they looked around them upon millers’, farmers’, maltsters’, and tradesmen’s sons, the thought of what manner of youth would propose to marry them bec...

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...orge said, “and, damme, my wife shall travel like a lady. As long as there’s a shot in the locker, she shall want for nothing,” said the generous fell... ...is magnificence of spirit. Nor did Dobbin try and convince him that Amelia’s happiness was not centred in turtle-soup. A while after dinner, Amelia ti... ...e of which stood the enor- mous funereal bed, “that the Emperor Halixander’s sister slep in when the allied sufferings was here,” and put on her littl... ...me, he very wisely left the little apart- ment in their possession. George’s valet was looking on in a very supercilious manner at Mr. Clapp in his sh... ...scension to Mr. Sedley, who asked news about his son-in-law, and about Jos’s carriage, and whether his horses had been down to Brighton, and about tha... ...e health of your master and mistress, Trotter,” Mr. Sedley said, “and here’s something to drink your health when you get home, Trotter.” There were bu... ...ant there: and wife and hus- band had nothing to do but to link each other’s arms together, and wander gently downwards towards old age in happy and p... ...oss the stream, from the other distant shore. In honour of the young bride’s arrival, her mother thought it necessary to prepare I don’t know what fes... ..., many years—and a man must be very bad indeed—before a 7 Thackeray woman’s pride and vanity will let her own to such a confes- sion. Then Rebecca’s ...

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...make use of them, and as such is a part of the Pennsylvania State University’s Electronic Classics Series. Cover design: Jim Manis Copyright © 1998 T... ...aged in. THE AUTHOR. HARTFORD, 1876. 3 The Adventures of Tom Sawyer T O M S A W Y E R CHAPTER I “Tom!” No answer. “TOM!” No answer. “What’s gone wi... ... at your mouth. What is that truck?” “I don’t know, aunt.” “Well, I know. It’s jam — that’s what it is. Forty times I’ve said if you didn’t let that j... ...d ness, he never plays them alike, two days, and how is a body to know what’s coming? He ‘pears to know just how long he can torment me before I get ... ... he knows if he can make out to put me off for a minute or make me laugh, it’s all down again and I can’t hit him a lick. I ain’t doing my duty by tha... ...gain and I can’t hit him a lick. I ain’t doing my duty by that boy, and that’s the Lord’s truth, good ness knows. Spare the rod and spile the child, ... ...he Good Book says. I’m a laying up sin and suffering for us both, I know. He’s full of the Old Scratch, but laws a me! he’s my own dead sister’s boy, ... ...n is of few days and full of trouble, as the Scripture says, and I reckon it’s so. He’ll play hookey this evening (Southwest ern for “afternoon”), an... ...”), and I’ll just be obleeged to make him work, to morrow, to punish him. It’s mighty hard to make him work Saturdays, when all the boys is having hol...

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...ION of schoolboys having to meet a procession of schoolgirls on the Sunday’s dead march, called a walk, round the park, could hardly go by without dro... ...imilar situation, that forced a resemblance. T ouching the old game, Cuper’s fold was a healthy school, owing to the good lead of the head boy, Matey ... ...ismissed as uninteresting and profitless. One of the boys alluded in Matey’s presence to their gen- eral view upon the part played by womankind on the... ... to read by signs, if they are interested in the persons. They read Browny’s meaning: that Matey had only to come and snatch her; he was her master, a... ...n the manner of the wag of a tail, with elbows and eyebrows to one another’s understand- ing, fair girls could never have let fly such look; fair girl... ...the dart, with her humming bow at breast. The fair are simple sugary thing’s, prone to fat, like broad-sops in milk; but the others are milky nuts, go... ...ry of Miss Vincent. He was plied to obtain information concern- ing Browny’s name and her parents. He had it pat to hand in answer. No parents came to... ...in answer. No parents came to see her; an aunt came now and then. Her aunt’s name was not wanted. Browny’s name was Aminta Farrell. Farrell might pass... ... of hers warranted her for taking her share in the story, like the brigand’s wife loading gnus for him while he knocks over the foremost carabineer on...

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...ing a song that old was sung, From ashes ancient Gower is come; Assuming man’s infirmities, To glad your ear, and please your eyes. It hath been sung ... ...bonum quo antiquius, eo melius. If you, born in these latter times, When wit’s more ripe, accept my rhymes. And that to hear an old man sing May to yo... ...t covering, save yon field of stars, Here they stand martyrs, slain in Cupid’s wars; And with dead cheeks advise thee to desist For going on death’s n... ...what I must; For death remember’d should be like a mirror, Who tells us life’s but breath, to trust it error. I’ll make my will then, and, as sick men... ...ess and courage. [He reads the riddle .] I am no viper, yet I feed On mother’s flesh which did me breed. I sought a husband, in which labor I found th... ...ed. I sought a husband, in which labor I found that kindness in a father: He’s father, son, and husband mild; I mother, wife, and yet his child. How t... ...c is the last: but, O you powers That give heaven countless eyes to view men’s acts, Why cloud they not their sights perpetually, If this be true, whi... ...s casket stored with ill: But I must tell you, now my thoughts revolt For he’s no man on whom perfections wait That, knowing sin within, will touch th... ...not for you. ANTIOCHUS: Prince Pericles, touch not, upon thy life. For that’s an article within our law, As dangerous as the rest. Your time’s expire...

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...over the train had ham- mered the words of the telegram into George Darrow’s ears, ringing every change of irony on its commonplace syllables: rattlin... ...he was certain that this reason, like the other, (the visit of her husband’s uncle’s widow) would be “good”! But it was that very certainty which chil... ...caught sight of him her smile had been like a red rose pinned on her widow’s mourning. He still felt the throb of surprise with which, among the stere... ...he throb of surprise with which, among the stereotyped faces of the season’s diners, he had come upon her unexpected face, with the dark hair banded a... ...eir distracted Am- bassadress—with the cry: “Oh, you know Mrs. Leath? That’s perfect, for General Farnham has failed me”—had waved them together for t... ... Little enough, on the part of most women; but it was a sign of Mrs. Leath’s quality that every movement, every syllable, told with her. Even in the o... ...e to Fraser Leath, and of her subsequent life in France, where her husband’s mother, left a widow in his youth, had been re-mar- ried to the Marquis d... ...ender, of Owen Leath, the charm- ing clever young stepson whom her husband’s death had left to her care... A PORTER, stumbling against Darrow’s bags, ... ...n art, or culti- vates an art as a pretext for living in Europe. Mr. Leath’s art was water-colour painting, but he practised it furtively, almost clan...

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...make use of them, and as such is a part of the Pennsylvania State University’s Electronic Classics Series. Cover design: Jim Manis Copyright © 1998 T... ...r Jim free, the time he was chained up for a runaway slave down there on Tom’s uncle Silas’s farm in Arkansas. The frost was working out of the ground... ...f summer is. Yes, and it sets him to sighing and saddening around, and there’s something the matter with him, he don’t know what. But anyway, he gets ... ...etective Mark Twain 3 the points where the timber looks smoky and dim it’s so far off and still, and everything’s so solemn it seems like everybod... ...was dead and gone too, and done with it all. Don’t you know what that is? It’s spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you’ve got it, y... ...t let me go, but she won’t know any way to get around it now. After what she’s said, her pride won’t let her take it back.” Tom was packed in ten minu... ...they say. Much of that they’ll get out of you and Huck Finn, I reckon. There’s a neighbor named Brace Dunlap that’s been wanting to marry their Benny ... ...ouldn’t; so he has soured on them, and they’re worried about it. I reckon he’s somebody they think they better be on the good side of, for they’ve tri... ...round anyhow. Who are the Dunlaps?” “They live about a mile from Uncle Silas’s place, Aunt Polly — all the farmers live about a mile apart down there ...

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...g candid, he would have admitted it —an unscientific way of furnishing one’s mind. Our young man was a stiff conservative, a Junker of Junkers; he tho... ..., whose mission in the United States differed considerably from Count Otto’s. They hung over the bulwarks, densely grouped; they leaned forward on the... ... vessel, and their voices sounded faint and far as they rose to Vogelstein’s ear over the latter’s great tarred sides. He noticed that in the new cont... ...hey would. It still wanted two hours of dinner, and by the time Vogelstein’s long legs had measured three or four miles on the deck he was ready to se... ...mers the passengers—especially the ladies—thought nothing of pilfering one’s little comforts. His friend had even hinted at the correct reproduction o... ...s not in itself an extraordinary phenomenon; but what attracted Vogelstein’s attention was the fact that the young person appeared to have fixed her e... ... appearance of England, from such a position as that; possibly even of one’s fellow- passengers. She satisfied herself promptly on these points, and t... ...cially of the ladies, on the Ameri- can steamers to take to themselves one’s little belong- ings. Especially the ladies, he might well say; for here w... ...tion Vogelstein fol- lowed his example. “If she wants to know who I am she’s welcome,” he said to himself; and he got out of the chair, seized it by t...

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...of its author. I remembered, too, the magnificent boarding-house in Balzac’s Pere Goriot,—the “pension bourgeoise des deux sexes et autres,” kept by M... ...fectively as possible in front of the win- dows of the salon. CHAPTER II A s commonly happens in boarding-houses, the rustle of petticoats was, at the... ...t. I went into the salon with the design of pos- sessing myself of the day’s Galignani before one of the little English old maids should have removed ... ...e had taken up and, with his eye-glass on his nose, was holding out at arm’s-length. It was that honourable but extremely diminutive sheet, the Journa... ...e said, “to be the paper of the country.” “Yes,” I answered, “I believe it’s the best.” He gazed at it again, still holding it at arm’s-length, as if ... ...-length, as if it had been a looking-glass. “Well,” he said, “I suppose it’s natural a small country should have small papers. You could wrap it up, m... ...s. “When is it this big breakfast of theirs comes off?” he inquired. “That’s what I call it—the little breakfast and the big breakfast. I never though... ...d live to see the time when I should care to eat two breakfasts. But a man’s glad to do anything over here.” “For myself,” I observed, “I find plenty ... ...y companion asked. “Oh,” said I, “you can see all there is immediately. It’s very simple.” “Sweet simplicity, eh? I’m afraid my two ladies will find i...

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... WRITE some pieces on human life and manners, such as (to use my lord Bacon’s expression) came home to men’s busi ness and bosoms , I thought it m... ...ddy heights, explore Of all who blindly creep, or sightless soar; Eye nature’s walks, shoot folly as it flies, And catch the manners living as they ri... ...er than the weeds they shade? Or ask of yonder argent fields above, Why Jove’s Satellites are less than Jove? Of systems possible, if ’tis confest Tha... ... labour’d on with pain, A thousand movements scarce one purpose gain; In God’s, one single can its end produce; Y et serves to second too some other u... ...hen the dull ox, why now he breaks the clod, Is now a victim, and now Aegypt’s god: Then shall man’s pride and dullness comprehend His actions’, passi... ...hen shall man’s pride and dullness comprehend His actions’, passions’, being’s, use and end; Why doing, suff’ring, check’d, impell’d; and why This hou... ...’d, impell’d; and why This hour a slave, the next a deity . Then say not man’s imperfect, heav’n in fault; Say rather, man’s as perfect as he ought: ... ...stians thirst for gold. To Be, contents his natural desire, He asks no angel’s wing, no seraph’s fire; But thinks admitted to that equal sky , His fai... ...ere too much: Destroy all creatures for thy sport or gust, Y et cry , If man’s unhappy , God’s unjust; If man alone ingross not Heav’n’s high care, Al...