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id: 11111
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  Dear Madam: It gives me great pleasure to inform you that your husband is so far recovered that there is no danger now of infection.


id: 4729
type: EVENT
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  the War Newport Arctic Exploration Machinery Swearing The War Game Newspaper Publicity Adventure Rights and Privileges of Women Avarice and Generosity The End of Things Hypocrisy History Enjoyment


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id: 27925
title: The Art of Disappearing
author: Smith, John Talbot
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  mother; Arthur Dillon who had run away to California ten years before, "One thing," said Arthur as he took his hand and detained him. "Now, hold on, old man," said Arthur. "I shall have my share in the work," Arthur said with feeling. "Let me see," said Arthur, as he stood with Endicott''s photograph in his "I see," said Arthur Dillon smiling, convinced that Captain Curran knew "If it comes to a trial," said Arthur, "won''t Ledwith get the same "All your old friends of New York," said Arthur, "Birmingham, Sullivan, "I don''t know much about the ways of escaped nuns," said Arthur, "but I reason about this thing: Horace Endicott is now known as Arthur Dillon; people who are hunting for Horace Endicott think that Arthur Dillon is Wonderful, that Arthur Dillon should look so little like I am the man whom the world knows as Arthur Dillon."


id: 16958
author: Quigley, Hugh
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  "She was a handsome, fine woman, in her day, God bless her," said Mrs. Doherty. And God help those poor orphans," she said, piously, looking to where "God help every poor Christian that is out to-night," said Mrs. Doherty. "Sure that''s the orders of God and the church," said Mrs. Doherty. "The priest, sir," said Paul, "promised to call to-day; and as he "Well," said Paul, "it is only our church that forbids her children the "God rest his soul," said Paul, raising his eyes to heaven; "he was a "The Lord be praised; I am glad to hear it," said Paul, one day, as he "Now," said the priest, addressing Paul, "did I not tell you God had "O Murty," said Paul, "I can see the hand of God in all this. Paul and the priest told me not to do, sir," said the child.

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  The Cross and the Shamrock Or, How To Defend The Faith. An Irish-American Catholic Tale Of Real Life, Descriptive Of The Temptations, Sufferings, Trials, And Triumphs Of The Children Of St. Patrick In The Great Republic Of Washington. A Book For The Entertainment And Special Instructions Of The Catholic Male And Female Servants Of The United States.


id: 31718
title: The Rosie World
author: Fillmore, Parker
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  you one thing, Ellen O''Brien: if you don''t stop your jawin'' about Rosie, "You poor little thing!" Rosie murmured as she stood a moment looking Mrs. O''Brien paused a moment, then spoke more quietly: "And, Rosie dear, George gave Ellen one sick look, gulped, then said bravely: "Rosie sure "You sweet little thing!" "Excuse me, Miss Rosie, but I must say George George laughed a good-natured "All right," and Rosie, turning around, "Ah, it''s little ye know about that, Rosie, for just let me tell O''Brien called: "Rosie dear, like a good child, will ye bring me me pipe Janet--good, kind Janet--and Terry, and nice old George Riley--Rosie There was no hurrying Mrs. O''Brien and Rosie, knowing this, said no Mrs. O''Brien and Jamie came out after a time and Rosie talked to them about "Well, you know I like you all right, Rosie." The heartiness in George''s


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: 4729
title: Observations By Mr. Dooley
author: Dunne, Finley Peter
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  "Hogan tells me that wan iv th'' first things man done afther he''d A woman is sure a good, sthrong man ought to be able to kill anny a frind iv Hogan''s says, ''Much readin'' makes a full man,'' an'' he A jury is f''r hangin'' ivry man, but th'' high coort says: ''Ye must "Ye see, Hinnissy, whin a man gets hold iv a large hatful iv money, "Th'' time was whin a man lost his job an'' his heart to th'' prisidint larned lawyer says that a man who wud lure a young girl away fr''m So whin th'' young man comes up wan night an'' lays down freeman whin he comes home afther a hard day''s wurruk lookin'' f''r "That man Bailey iv Texas f''r me ivry time," said Mr. Dooley. givin'' him wan iv thim piercin'' looks that whin a man gets it he


id: 11111
title: Only an Irish Boy; Or, Andy Burke''s Fortunes
author: Alger, Horatio, Jr.
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  "I think I know where your mother lives," said John, who had heard the "Do you mane my mother?" said Andy, quickly, and he, too, looked angry "You''d better take it back," said Andy, his good-humored face now dark "He called my mother a low woman," said Andy, "and then he run up and "I must find out some way to earn money, mother," said Andy. "I''m afraid you''re too steady at the work, mother," said Andy. "It isn''t like Andy, ma''am," said the mother, quietly. "That''s the way to talk, mother," said Andy, well pleased. "Bravo, Andy!" said Colonel Preston, who had awaited with a little "Andy," said Colonel Preston, warmly, "you have behaved like a hero." "I don''t want anything, Colonel Preston," said Andy. "I believe you are a good boy, Andy," he said. "Look here, Godfrey Preston," said Andy, roused to indignation by this


id: 9329
title: The Widow O''Callaghan''s Boys
author: Zollinger, Gulielma
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  Pat, an'' Moike, an'' Andy, an'' Jim, an'' Barney, an'' Tommie!" That night when the younger boys were in bed and only Pat and Mike sat "Now, Pat," said his mother, "that''s not the way to make beds. The little boys appeared impressed, and on Mike''s face came a look of "I always knowed you was brave, Pat," said Mrs. O''Callaghan. "Mrs. Brady tells me you are excellent help, Pat," went on the General. "You see how loike your father Pat and Moike and Andy is, some wan way "I think," said his mother, "that Pat and Moike and Andy _does_ "If I done like Pat and Mike and Andy," asked Jim hesitatingly, "would But never a word said little Jim to his mother on the subject of The boys listened respectfully, and their mother went on: "Little Jim''s The General and Mrs. Brady are going to give little Jim a


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: 39753
title: The Misfit Christmas Puddings
author: Consolation Club
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  { Granny M''Carty,--much care; little comfort. WIDOW M''CARTY''S ABODE MORNING OF THE DAY BEFORE CHRISTMAS After a moment''s quiet, Mrs. M''Carty slipped the pipe out of Granny''s "Musha, musha, Mrs. M''Carty!" said Grandad. "Whist now, whist, Granny!" cried Mrs. M''Carty, coming in from the "That''s like yer foolishness, Bridget M''Carty," retorted Granny. "Now then, Mrs. M''Carty," said Grandad Rafferty, as usual finding some Granny M''Carty in the easiest chair and Grandad Rafferty in the next Every clerk declared that Mrs. M''Carty should have her Christmas cake "Sure, it ain''t much like Christmas Eve I''m thinkin''," she said, his Christmas puddings, was to send at once to the Widow M''Carty''s and WIDOW M''CARTY''S ABODE CHRISTMAS DAY "Never mind that, Granny," said Grandad. "Wan time is as good as another for a surprise," said Granny. "Merry Christmas, with a present for you, Granny," he said. "If Bridget M''Carty had said her


