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  Item A Medieval Romance Petition Concerning Copyright After-Dinner Speech Lionizing Murderers A New Crime A Curious Dream A True Story


id: 5836
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  The Widow''s Protest The Scriptural Panoramist Curing A Cold A Curious Pleasure Excursion Running For Governor A Mysterious Visit PREFACE


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  ''Granger is beginnin'' to upbraid himse''f for not gettin the onhappy stranger''s address, so''s he could ship home the remainder.


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  Now, Pershing precious, let mama put on your li''l blanket so you can go for a nice li''l walk with your papa


# bib

id: 19484
title: Editorial Wild Oats
author: Twain, Mark
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  and on a lucky summer''s day he left town to be gone a week, and The paper came out, and I never knew any little thing attract so "That stove is utterly ruined," said the chief editor. The chief said: "That was the Colonel, likely. "I am the boss," said the editor, following this curious bit of "Don''t want anybody fur to learn the business, ''tain''t likely?" "Do you think you would like to learn the printing business?" already gone to press, but knowing that our friend would consider The regular editor of the paper was going off for a with his handkerchief, he said, "Are you the new editor?" I first read it this morning, I said to myself, I never, never I said I could make your paper of interest to read the paper instantly.[1] However, Cæsar shook him off, and Cæsar saw his old friend Brutus step forward armed with a


id: 29485
title: Faro Nell and Her Friends: Wolfville Stories
author: Lewis, Alfred Henry
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  "Shore; bein'' ladies that-a-way, Missis Rucker, Tucson Jennie an'' Faro "Texas has Boggs drug half-way to the door, before Enright can head "Thar''s a quaver in Dead Shot''s voice, Peets tells me, that''s like a "''Thar''s my hand, Dead Shot,'' says Enright, who''s chokin'' a little. "''Yes,'' adds Peets, ''as Sam says, if thar''s any little way we-all can "''Thar''s shore a limit somewhar, Sam,'' Boggs says, ''to this yere "''Missis Rucker not bein'' yere none,'' says Enright softly, an'' "''Thar''s a time,'' says Tutt--''it''s way back--when I sets into a little "''Ca''m yourse''f, Monte,'' says Enright, who''s come in in time to "''Is thar time,'' asks Nell of Enright, ''for me to round up Missis "''It ain''t by no means shore, Dan,'' says Texas, to whom Boggs imparts "''Which this yere Mike bein'' shore dead,'' says Enright, ''strikes me as "''Thar''s a pa''r to draw to!'' says Nell to Texas, her eyes like


id: 31659
title: Side-stepping with Shorty
author: Ford, Sewell
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  "Well," says I, "she ain''t got no bag of dynamite, or anything like "See here, Bentley," says I, "I''ve passed my word to kind of look after "That bein'' the case," says I, "it looks like you''d have to go ahead "I fancy Jack and Jill know very little of such things," says she; "but "Chee, Pinckney!" says I, "you look like you was pleased with the "Looks like it had seen some first-aid repairin''," says I. "Sadie," says I, "I want you to know an old side pardner of mine. "What do the ashes look like?" says Jack. chuckle head like Rossiter," says the old man. "Looks like this part of the house was gettin'' crowded, Chetty," says "Now what do you think of that?" says he, makin'' a face like he''d "What is he like?" says Pinckney, gettin'' interested. "Why," says Pinckney, "it was something like twenty thousand this


id: 31884
title: A Guest at the Ludlow, and Other Stories
author: Nye, Bill
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  remember far away at home our wife and the little boy asleep in her Street Jail is a good deal like it in many ways, and I can see how in time has come in this country when it is hard to unite good for the use of a man who has just written to know if a good opera-house A new railroad track is thinking of getting a right of way next year, "We had a nice old man that come out here to attend church, he said. hours, you may live to be a very old man, and your great, massive brain said that he believed it to be a good thing, and that he hoped some day and an old man and a little girl tried to get on. three of us took care of the old man and got him off at the next


id: 22537
title: Mr. Dooley in Peace and in War
author: Dunne, Finley Peter
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  Mr. Hennessy says he was a "grown man whin th'' pikes was out in forty-eight, Gin''ral Miles gazes out, an'' says he, ''This looks like a good place to "I think a man ought to stop fightin'' whin th'' war is ended," said Mr. Hennessy. ''Tis a tur-rble thing to be a man iv high sperrits, an'' not to know whin whiniver ''tis cool,'' he says, ''an'' they ain''t wan iv these twelve men "''Tis as much as a man''s life is worth these days," said Mr. Dooley, "to says a frind iv his wint to sleep out in th'' open wan night, an'' whin he "Whin I was a young man," said Mr. Dooley, "an'' that was a long time "Th'' man that give ye th'' dollar hands ye wan in th'' nose," said Mr. Dooley. come, he says, ''Dooley, d''ye happen to know anny saints?'' ''None iv thim


id: 14684
title: Mr. Dooley Says
author: Dunne, Finley Peter
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  "I dare ye to come down to my house an'' say thim things," said Mr. Hennessy. says, ''an'' there''d be at laste wan day in th'' month whin I''d answer his a cantankerous old villain that no wan cud get on with,'' he says. "Hogan had wan iv thim books in here th'' other day. ''But,'' says I, ''why shud anny wan so young an'' beautiful as ye want to day means to thim is th'' old man goin'' off in th'' mornin'' with a light "Hogan says th'' time has come f''r th'' subjick races iv th'' wurruld to Hogan says that almost anny time he ixpicts to see a black face peerin'' sthrange thing whin we come to think iv it that th'' less money a man Th'' time was whin it was me ambition or wan iv thim to be a


id: 26528
title: Odd Numbers Being Further Chronicles of Shorty McCabe
author: Ford, Sewell
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  "Why," says I, lookin'' him over careful,--"why, I don''t know as I''d want "Excuse her getting excited like that," says Maizie; "but Uncle Hen--that "If that had come from Mrs. McCabe," says she, eyin'' Sadie kind of "Yes; but I wanted to get it off my mind, you know," says he. "Yes, Spotty," says I, "red-headed, freckle-faced young gent. "For a friend--well, I know not," says the old boy, kind of hesitatin''. "I expect we''re way off the track," says I; "but I''d like to have you "Of course," says she, "they want a little time by themselves." "Looks like it, don''t it?" says he. "I know," says Mrs. Pinckney. "Nobody ever had this one before," says I, "and the way I look now ain''t "Oh, here you are!" says she, like we was old friends. "Looks like one of your busy days," says I.


id: 1805
title: The Gentle Grafter
author: Henry, O.
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  "''Jim,'' says Andy, ''shake hands with Mr. Peters.''" "''A woman like that,'' says Andy, ''ought to lead a man to the highest "''I was expecting something like this all the time,'' says Andy. Now, what I''d like, Andy,'' says I, ''would "''Friend,'' says Andy, touching the old man on the Ã¦sophagus, ''why but me and Jeff Peters,'' says Andy, ''go after the come-ons forever. "''Jeff,'' says Andy after a long time, ''quite unseldom I have seen fit "''What do you say, Jeff?'' says Andy, looking at me. You are ten times worse,'' says I, ''than that green goods man. "''Andy,'' says I, ''this man with the hirsute whiskers has got us in a your conscious way of doing business, Jeff,'' says Andy, ''and I "''But I''ll be away to-night and most of to-morrow Jeff,'' says Andy. "''We''ve got just eleven minutes,'' says Andy, ''to catch the B.


id: 1213
title: The Man That Corrupted Hadleyburg
author: Twain, Mark
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  for no stranger would trust such a thing to any town but Hadleyburg, and "Mary, maybe the stranger knows him better than this village does." "Mary, Burgess is not a bad man." and guessed that the late Goodson was the only man in the town who could Time-table for Brixton and all the towns beyond changed today, sir--had to get the papers in twenty minutes earlier than common. "But, Mary, you know how we have been trained all our lives long, like money-sack, and wondering if the right man would be found, and hoping make dashing free-hand pictures of the sack, and of Richards''s house, and Meantime Mary had spent six thousand dollars on a new house for herself "What I was going to say is this: We know your good heart, Mr. Richards, man whom Hadleyburg delights to honour--Edward Richards." "Very good." Then the stranger got up and said to the house:


id: 5836
title: Sketches New and Old, Part 1.
author: Twain, Mark
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  of the time of day by such a watch, and so I went again to have the thing he come in, and Smiley up and asked him how she was, and he said she was if he got a good start, and come down flat-footed and all right, like a Smiley said all a frog wanted was education, and he could do Where do bad little boys go who gobble up their good kind mother''s This good little boy read all the Sunday-school books; they were his good little boys they put in the Sunday-school book; he had every But somehow nothing ever went right with the good little boy; nothing ever turned out with him the way it turned out with the good little boys They always had a good time, and the bad boys had the Once, when he was on his way to Sunday-school, he saw some bad boys


id: 5837
title: Sketches New and Old, Part 2.
author: Twain, Mark
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  bigamy, because she was the wife of another man at the time; which is all "YOUNG MOTHER."--And so you think a baby is a thing of beauty and a joy time I was twenty years old, I really suppose I had raised more poultry in the child''s chewing a bit of pine stick if she wants to, and you know eyes, this young man said, "Oh, if I could only see him laugh once more! THE FACTS IN THE CASE OF THE GREAT BEEF CONTRACT--[Written about 1867.] very day I entered the first office of the Corn-Beef Bureau clear till I "You are the beef-contract man. know that if a man lives long enough he can trace a thing through the In the course of time Fisher died, and his widow married again. at this time, Buchanan and Floyd went out, and they never got their


id: 5838
title: Sketches New and Old, Part 3.
author: Twain, Mark
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  In San Francisco, the other day, "A well-dressed boy, on his way to "I was sitting here," said the judge, "in this old pulpit, holding court, Francisco people used to think were good enough for us in those times; But he is getting to think St. Thomas is not quiet enough for a man of his turn of mind, and that is why Professor Bull Frog (nephew of the late explorer) said he believed the veneering, since you like it," said he; "suffice it for the Tumble-Bugs instantly as belonging to the long extinct species of reptile called MAN, "''In ye time of our fathers Man still walked ye earth, as by tradition we Another time the expedition made a great "find." It was a vast round sent him to Washington to write facts, not fancy, and that several times "Put it, ''Well done, good and faithful servant,''" said Riley, and never


id: 5842
title: Sketches New and Old, Part 7.
author: Twain, Mark
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  any man to attempt to travel fifty miles on foot through snow like that. "All day we moped about the cars, saying little, thinking much. I finally said, gentlemen, you can do as you like, but I yet." At this moment Artemidorus stepped up and passed the time of day, into conversation with the people''s friend and Caesar''s--Mark Antony--and said he was like it, and he believed he was the only man in the country when Caesar saw his old friend Brutus step forward armed with a murderous One of the saddest things that ever came under my notice (said the I then said we would drop in, and if we liked his house as well as any He said he thought we would like his establishment well enough to confine make a man report about four times his actual income to keep from "Now," said he, "the thousand dollars is exempt by law.


id: 5839
title: Sketches New and Old, Part 4.
author: Twain, Mark
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  all day, and then sit up nights, and let on to be studying algebra by the said, my son--''A grout a day''s a penny a year"''; and the comfort is all his flying his kite and fooling away his time in all sorts of such ways "My daughter, the time is come for the revealing of the mystery that hath "When you were ten years old, a daughter was born to Ulrich. color came back to his cheeks and his old-time vivacity to his eye, and "Why, man," she said, "hold up your head--you have nothing to grieve and remarks, they said let it go for this time, and did not prosecute. Now, the reader says, "Here comes that same old plea of insanity again." years; and I tell you things are changed since I first laid this old Well, ''bout dis time, in comes some niggers dat played music


id: 5840
title: Sketches New and Old, Part 5.
author: Twain, Mark
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  to bed at the same time; but Chang usually gets up about an hour before brother, Chang consented to be baptized at the same time that Eng was, on This unfortunate thing has been a great sorrow to Chang, for it almost thinking of bygone times; recalling old scenes, and summoning chips of your hams till the place looks like a marble yard. come over the way and haunt this place a little. The Petrified Man rose slowly to his feet, and said: gigantic Petrified man being dug up near Syracuse, in the State of New group separated and fell back as I approached, and I heard a man say, first time I ever heard of a man''s having to know anything in order to other foot, and presently come back and say the fingers of his right hand by, when the exchanges began to come in with the Petrified Man copied and


id: 5841
title: Sketches New and Old, Part 6.
author: Twain, Mark
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  "Corpse said, whitewash his old canoe and dob his address and general having things the way he wanted them, and he took a solid comfort in his comfort is little enough matter, and a man hain''t got no right to remaining two barbers, for he had already begun combing his man''s hair, cry--and it is no economical fine for a poor man, either, by the way. of the massacre, I said the next surest thing for an Indian was soap and "Sir," I said, "the time has come when He said: "If you have got any business here, sir, state it--and in as few The Secretary of War said: "It is the same visionary that came to me The Secretary of State now spoke up, in his benignant way, and said, never touched it from that time to the present day. that hour of the morning from that time to the present day.


id: 13709
title: Wolfville Nights
author: Lewis, Alfred Henry
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  mind,'' says Texas Thompson, who''s thar present at the time, an'' can''t "Now that Silver Phil''s free, but loonatic like Peets says, an'' doubly No!'' says Old Man Enright to Dave Tutt who asks the As Enright says: ''This yere Silver Phil ain''t likely to be onnacheral to Dave, that a-way--thar''s a callow pin-feather party comes Thar''s a faraway look to Dave at the time, like he''s tryin'' to settle "''I was wont to think so,'' says Enright, ''but thar once chances a play, "''Tell us at least, Doc,'' says Enright, ''whether Dave''s likely to grow "''Them''s mighty dead game gents, Enright an'' Doc Peets is!'' says Dan. thing mebby for Enright Peets; I won''t set camped yere an'' say it ain''t; "''Well, gents,'' says Texas, when he sees his hoss is come, ''I reckons time goes on, however, thar''s a day when I''m goin'' to take the


id: 13784
title: Mr. Dooley: In the Hearts of His Countrymen
author: Dunne, Finley Peter
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  "He said," Mr. Dooley replied, "that I cud write as good a wan mesilf; an'' sober man whin he wint in; but wan day a man come up to him, an'' day he comes over to me fa-ather''s house, an'' says he, ''Dooley,'' he ''Th'' time has come,'' he says, ''whin I can "Well," said Mr. Dooley, "if they ain''t both frinds, wan iv thim is. ''Molly,'' she says, ''give us wan iv thim Choochooski things,'' she said. anny wan iver hear iv thim doin'' anny good whin th'' votes was bein'' ''None at all,'' says wan iv th'' O''Neills who ''d come ''They''ll come in handy wan day,'' he says; for he was a in; an'' th'' nex'' night ol'' man Donahue come to th'' dure, an'' says, ''Ye foolish, whin me frind Sampson says, ''Is there anny man here that ''ll


id: 33432
author: Bangs, John Kendrick
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  "Good morning, Mr. Munchausen," said the interviewer of the _Gehenna "Uncle Munch," said the Twins one day, as they climbed up into the "All but two days," said the Baron. natural mistake," said the Baron stroking his mustache a little As the Twins'' father said, a feat of that kind entitled the Baron to a "I wanted to," said the Baron, stroking the Twins'' soft brown locks "Well, that was the way I did with the bees," said Mr. Munchausen. "We say yes," said the Twins, and off they went, while the Baron "I was about twenty years old when this thing happened to me," said "Well, it happened this way," said the Baron. "They were celebrating Decoration Day," said Mr. Munchausen. "Above all things," said the Baron. "That''s what I said," returned Mr. Munchausen, "and so of course that "No," said Mr. Munchausen, "it wasn''t that way at all.

title:
  Mr. Munchausen  Being a True Account of Some of the Recent Adventures beyond the Styx of the Late Hieronymus Carl Friedrich, Sometime Baron Munchausen of Bodenwerder


id: 35162
title: Gullible''s Travels, Etc.
author: Lardner, Ring
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  "All right," says Mrs. Hatch, "go to your old lodge and spoil Well, Mrs. Hatch called up the next night and says Jim had the tickets Finally Pat comes in and says it''s one o''clock and he''s got to close up, "And got a little knowledge o'' French," says Mrs. Hatch. "Yes," says the Missus, "but Mrs. Hatch won''t think we''re very polite to "They got it all balled up the night I seen it," says Bishop. Bishop says he would have to go, but the Missus ast him to stay to "He''s got some favorite place a ways south," says the Missus. "I don''t like to charge nothin''," I says, "when I know they ain''t no "Are you goin'' to stay long?" says Mrs. Jake to my Missus. "Well," says the Missus when we got there, "it''s time to wash up and go


id: 37430
title: The Sin of Monsieur Pettipon, and other humorous tales
author: Connell, Richard Edward
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  There were tears in Monsieur Pettipon''s eyes and voice as he said, "Monsieur the chief steward is good enough to jest," said Pettipon, "I''d like to meet the man who wrote it," said Mr. Pottle. "Sorry," said Mr. Deeley affably, "but it sounds just like ''Pottle'' to "Sure I do, honey," said Mr. Pottle, "but a man can like stories about "A one man dog?" said Mr. Pottle, blankly. "You can''t bring up a delicate dog like Pershing on liver," said Mrs. Pottle, crushingly. "Good-by, Ambrose," said Mrs. Pottle. "Well," said Mr. Pottle in a bellowing voice, "I guess a hound like that In the days that followed hard on the heels of Violet''s disgrace, Mr. Pottle had little time to think of dogs. Team, and Mrs. Wendell Gulick is Chairman----'' ''Stop,'' said Mr. Winterbottom, giving me that fishy look of his, like a halibut in a cake


