# ent

id: 36189
type: WORK_OF_ART
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  If Monsieur Roger loves me so much; if he gave me, at the terrible moment when I came near dying, the name of his son, it must be because I recalled to him his son; it must be because I resemble his little George


# bib

id: 14475
title: Mary Erskine
author: Abbott, Jacob
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  Mrs. Bell wanted Mary Erskine to help her in taking care of her own Mary Erskine became a great favorite at Mrs. Bell''s. "Good evening, Albert," said Mary Erskine. "Good evening, Albert," said Mary Erskine. Mary Erskine accordingly went to the stoop where Mrs. Bell was "Mary Erskine!" said she, when she got to the door of the house, "How would it do," said Mary Erskine, going on, however, all the time She had been, while Mary Erskine had lived at Mrs. Bell''s, very much interested in a young man named Gordon. before the time when Malleville and Phonny went to visit Mary Erskine, One day, when Albert came home from the village, he told Mary Erskine "No," said Mary Erskine, "I like this house very much. "Well, mother," said Mary Bell, "could not you give her a little "There," said Mary Bell, looking at the work with great satisfaction, about the house," said Mary Erskine.


id: 21371
title: Our Soldier Boy
author: Fenn, George Manville
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  the boy shaded his eyes and said excitedly--"Here, look. "Yes," said the boy hoarsely, "and the Frenchies killed ''em, for Joe "I know," cried Mrs Corporal; "I''ll ask the Colonel next time I take "Corporal Joe Beane," said the boy promptly; "I say, Tom, mayn''t I have "I don''t know," said the boy, shaking his head, and Tom Jones stared "And now my poor boy will be sent away, Joe," said the agitated woman "And our poor boy, Joe," sobbed Mrs Corporal that night, as she sat by "I''ll mind," said Dick, and he took a long look round, and then crept on "Please, Dick, my boy," said the Colonel, and Dick took the tin to the "Then--" said the Colonel, looking sadly at the boy, before closing his "Thank you, Dick, boy," he said, in a faint whisper. "Ah, Dick, my boy," he said.


id: 29693
title: A Waif of the Mountains
author: Ellis, Edward Sylvester
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  "Come, Nellie, let me prepare you for bed; it''s a long time since you "You sarved your time like a man," remarked Ike Hoe; "the week is up "I KNOW the cause of Dawson''s trouble," remarked Vose Adams, late one Captain Dawson turned his head and looked over his shoulder, as if to "I tell you," said the parson late at night, when he and Wade Ruggles Looking around in the gloom, Vose Adams saw that his friends stood on Captain Dawson was but a few paces to the rear of Vose Adams''s mule, The men looked in one another''s faces and the captain asked in a "From the way things look," said Brush; "we shall have to leave Dawson had won over Vose Adams, as may be said, by the turn of her When Captain Dawson lay down to sleep and Vose Adams assumed his place Captain Dawson looked angrily at Vose.


id: 29683
title: The Little Girl Lost A Tale for Little Girls
author: Raper, Eleanor
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  Nelly Grey was a little English girl who had never been in England. When Nelly said that she was going to meet her father, Little Yi offered road outside Peking, Hung Li stopped the carts and said every one was to ''I should not like to have a Chinese mother,'' said Nelly. Nelly and Little Yi were given a small room adjoining Ku Nai-nai''s in By the time that Nelly and Little Yi had been at Yung Ching a month, An Ching, Nelly, and Little An Ching did not reply, but next day, when Nelly told her that she had And Nelly at once began to give English lessons to An Ching, and Little One morning the two children and An Ching had been singing and Nelly the children were together in Peking, Little Yi gave way to Nelly in Ching, Nelly, and Little Yi were sitting on the bench in the small


id: 31521
title: Little Frida: A Tale of the Black Forest
author: Anonymous
txt: ./txt/31521.txt
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summary:
  "Come, Frida," she said, "let us play the last prayer, asking God to let father come home, and to bless the kind people "Ah, then," said Elsie, "the little Frida is indeed an orphan, poor lovely little girl, just such a one as you describe the child you speak Frida slipped her hand into that of the poor mother, and said gently, "O "Frida," she said, for the child was none other than our little friend little Frida, the woodland child, had read and sung to his blind darling "Father," said his young daughter Adeline, as she lay one warm day on a In a moment after Elsie said these words, Frida raised her head and "Look, Hans," said Frida; "is not that doll like a little queen? "And now, Frida, my loved child, come and tell me all about those friends who were so kind to you in the Forest," said Mrs. Willoughby


id: 31189
title: The Monster and Other Stories
author: Crane, Stephen
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  After a time he said, "Jimmie, come here." With Suddenly a little boy somersaulted around the corner of the house as "And what am I to do?" said Trescott, his eyes suddenly lighting like "Well," said the judge, ultimately, "it is hard for a man to know what "Trescott, you fool," said the old man, gently. After another silence, the judge said, "It is hard for a man to know door, and said, "Come in, Henry." Docteh Trescott is er kind man, an'' ''tain''t like as if I didn''t "By-the-way, Grace," said Trescott, looking into the dining-room from "Kill you?" said Scully again to the Swede. "Now," said the old man, "there''s only one more thing." He dropped "Come now," said Scully sharply to the three seated men, "move up and "Yes, Mr. Scully," said the cowboy, "I think you''re right." "Yes, Mr. Scully," said the Easterner, "I think you''re right."


id: 22124
title: The Golden Shoemaker or ''Cobbler'' Horn
author: Keyworth, J. W.
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summary:
  "Jemima," said "Cobbler" Horn, rising from his seat, and placing his hand "Jemima," said "Cobbler" Horn, "I must accept this great responsibility." At this point "Cobbler" Horn himself came to the door, and Miss Jemima "Good morning, Tommy," said "Cobbler" Horn heartily, "step in." pounds, Miss Jemima would have sent no reply at all; but "Cobbler" Horn "Good morning, Mr. Froud," said "Cobbler" Horn, extending his hand, "I''ve very short time; and "Cobbler" Horn said, "Yes, he was sure it would." "If I don''t come back, Jemima," said "Cobbler" Horn, as though he had read "Here are some more of your grand friends, Jemima," said "Cobbler" Horn, "My dear Jemima," said "Cobbler" Horn, as he turned with her towards the afternoon, on leaving home, "Cobbler" Horn had left word with Miss Jemima In due course "Cobbler" Horn, Miss Jemima, the young secretary, Tommy "Come and sit down beside me for a little while," said "Cobbler" Horn,


id: 21703
title: Silver Lake
author: Ballantyne, R. M. (Robert Michael)
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summary:
  days'' journey off--but from the tracks of Robin''s snow-shoes, which he "Hast got a deer, father?" cried little Nelly, as she bounded in advance "My snow-shoe''s broken," said Roy. There was greater cause for anxiety on account of this accident than the "Come now, don''t do that, dear Nell," said Roy, tenderly, "I''ll tell you "Now, Nelly, do you break a lot of the small twigs," said Roy, "and I''ll When Roy and Nelly sat down to gaze in admiration on Silver Lake, they "Now for supper, Nelly," said Roy, seizing his bow, when the hut was Early on the following morning, Roy and Nelly rose to try the new style Roy pondered a few moments, and then said abruptly, "Camp-out, Nelly." "But come, now, what have you got for dinner, Roy?" said Nelly, with an "Now, Nelly, you and Roy will come help me to prepare the feast," said


id: 23577
title: Taking Tales: Instructive and Entertaining Reading
author: Kingston, William Henry Giles
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  Farmer Grey heard some people one day talk about their good water and him it was always in a kind voice he said, "Good day, Mark Page. "All right, master, I shall soon be done," said Sam, and he worked on. "Yes, farmer, I will try," said Mark Page; "I have been a bad man all my Sam looked pleased for the first time, and said, "Well, sir, there is a Mark Page went about the mill, as usual, and got a man to do Sam''s work; of the new mill-house, she saw a dark-bearded soldier-like man looking We find our way over the sea, far away from land night or day, just as For a long time he went about looking for work. home," said Mrs Kemp, as Rob went to wish her good-bye. "Come, no fear, black fellow show way," he said at last, taking Joseph''s


id: 21363
title: Quicksilver: The Boy With No Skid to His Wheel
author: Fenn, George Manville
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  "Which he''s a very good affectionate boy, sir," said a woman, coming up "Young gentleman?" said Dexter, holding his head on one side like a "Yes, if you like," said Helen, who felt that the boy was gaining upon "Of course," said the doctor; "and take care of them, like a good boy." "Shall you send me back, sir!" said Dexter at last; and his look was "Look up at me, Dexter," said Helen gently, as she laid her hand upon "Never mind, my boy; we will soon set that right," said Sir James. "Yes, Dexter," said Helen, looking up at him sadly. "Do you want to oblige me, Dexter?" said Helen, wincing at the boy''s "Yes," said Dexter; "you''d want a good big boat." "I don''t like it that way, sir," said Dexter. "Look here, Dexter," said the doctor coldly; "I have been talking to Sir


id: 717
title: Chita: A Memory of Last Island
author: Hearn, Lafcadio
txt: ./txt/717.txt
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  the little steamer strives to reach the grand blaze of blue open water steamer to the sea-islands to-day, you are tolerably certain to enter some long point of sea-marsh, widely fringed with billowing sand. the sand began to move with the wind, stinging faces like a continuous green sea, and over the far-flooded shell-reefs, where the huge white little bayou that continually vomited foul water into the sea. Rain and a blind sky and a bursting sea Feliu and his men, Miguel and preparations for the morning meal, as Feliu, nude, like a marine god, long silk fringes of the child''s eyes overlapped, shadowed her little eyes again, in a weary way, to sky or sea. --"The world is like the sea: those who do not know how to swim in it white shadow of the San Marco''s sail upon the blue water;--all day long


id: 10987
author: Anonymous
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  The Extraordinary Adventures Of Poor Little Bewildered Henry, The Adventures Of _Little Bewildered Henry_ where is you, mamma?" sobbed little Henry, a sweet Poor little Henry, much more alarmed for his mamma than for himself, heart to hear his little mournful cry, calling out for his mamma, his At length, the moon arose in great splendour, and little Henry saw at set up his little cry, "Oh, mamma! as his happy papa carried him out of the abbey, "Good-bye, little directed Fidelle to bring food for the support of this little baby; they will watch over you as they did over little Henry; and, when you Little Henry, trained in the love and fear of God, grew up one of the Still bless little Henry each hour in the day. Still bless little Henry each hour in the day. And bless little Henry each hour in the night.

title:
  The Extraordinary Adventures of Poor Little Bewildered Henry, Who was shut up in an Old Abbey for Three Weeks A Story Founded on Fact


id: 11660
title: Ethel Morton''s Enterprise
author: Smith, Mabell S. C. (Mabell Shippie Clarke)
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  taught us to use this glass when we were little," said Ethel Blue who "When I grow up," said Ethel Blue, "I''m going to have a large microscope "They don''t look like real leaves," commented Ethel Blue. "And it''s right on the way to Grandfather Emerson''s," added Ethel Brown. "How large a house is she going to build?" asked Ethel Blue. there isn''t anything worth looking at," said Ethel Blue, walking along flower beds to the fence line?" asked Tom, looking over Roger''s shoulder "It would, but you''ll have a share in Dorothy''s new garden in case Mrs. Morton needs more flowers for the house; and the arrangement I suggest play place," agreed Ethel Blue, and Helen and Roger and all the rest of "It''s queer the way they name flowers after animals--" said Ethel Blue. difficult color," Mr. Emerson went on, looking over Ethel Blue''s paper,


id: 36189
title: In Search of a Son
author: Walsh, William Shepard
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  "My dear friends," said Roger, turning to Monsieur and Madame Dalize, "Ah, you love drawing?" said Monsieur Roger, looking at Paul. Paul looked at Monsieur Roger, and said, quickly,-When Paul had safely reached the ground, Monsieur Roger said to himself, Monsieur Roger looked at Paul, and, affecting a serious air, he said,-"You are entirely right, my child," said Monsieur Roger; "should Paul "Come, Miss Miette," said Monsieur Roger, who saw this manoeuvre, "you Miss Miette wants to catch me," said Monsieur Roger. Monsieur Roger saw at this moment that Paul was beckoning to Miette to Miss Miette is not satisfied," said Monsieur Roger; "It is the air which is entering the globe," said Monsieur Roger. "Does Miss Miette think, then," said Monsieur Roger, "that if the cloud Miss Miette looked again at Monsieur Roger with a singular air. Miette put on the air of a martyr, and said to Monsieur Roger,--


id: 32249
title: The Princess and Joe Potter
author: Otis, James
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  "Look here, baby," Joe said, after what seemed to him like a long time "It ain''t anything like that, Joe Potter," Master Fernald replied, so "Now, Joe, this ain''t any time for you to stuff us," Dan Fernald said, "Shall I tell Joe to come out?" Plums asked, timidly, for Dan''s superior "I think ''George'' sounds much better than ''Plums,''" aunt Dorcas said, we got fussy and old-maidish-like in our ways," aunt Dorcas said, While aunt Dorcas was talking with Joe, Plums had slyly taken the last something like these," aunt Dorcas said, as she pointed to where Joe, princess with me," Joe said, finally, and aunt Dorcas reproved him, "The next time we stop it''ll be at aunt Dorcas''s," Joe said, as he set But now,--why, Joe, little as she is, aunt Dorcas has done "It''s Dan Fernald, aunt Dorcas," Plums said, as if in surprise that she


id: 32310
title: Dorothy at Oak Knowe
author: Raymond, Evelyn
txt: ./txt/32310.txt
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  Dorothy winked her tears away and looked up into the face of an old To pass the time, Dorothy asked the old knew a new girl come at this time of night--and she certainly was new. The dear old man had drawn Dorothy close to his side and was smiling and that first day of Dorothy''s life at Oak Knowe was one such. Dorothy had followed the Dame into the boy''s room and Winifred "My dear little Dorothy, I sent for you to explain some things about Surely our Dorothy had the gift of winning hearts, and other Oak Knowe Away hurried the impulsive girl and in the Lady Principal''s room was Dorothy seems to be chattering away like a good one!" "Miss Dorothy Calvert, the Lady Principal would like to see you in her had the old man come to Oak Knowe without some dainty for the little


id: 33343
title: Campmates: A Story of the Plains
author: Munroe, Kirk
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  The next day Glen did not feel like meeting any of his young companions. But Glen was not the kind of a boy to let go of a thing that he had once good wishes and loud cheerings, the train rolled away, bearing Glen Eddy "I want to know if Mr. Brackett is in this wagon," answered Glen. For answer Glen handed him Mr. Hobart''s note, which the young man Long after Glen had gone to bed that night, Mr. Brackett, the leveller, On the third day Mr. Hobart came, and it seemed to Glen like seeing one How Glen wished he could talk with this Indian boy. When the interpreter came, Glen found out that what the boy had said in As "Billy" Brackett, who was the first to reach the boys, relieved Glen "I tell you," said Glen to Binney Gibbs, who had by this time become his


id: 42850
title: The Pied Piper of Hamelin, and Other Poems Every Boy''s Library
author: Browning, Robert
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  "Come in!"--the Mayor cried, looking bigger: With sharp blue eyes, each like a pin, And sparkling eyes and teeth like pearls, "Why, what hope or chance have ships like these to pass?" Why, I''ve nothing but my life,--here''s my head!" cries Hervé Riel. You shall look long enough ere you come to Hervé Riel. Till at length into Aix Roland galloped and stood. Notes this forthright, that meander, till the long past life appears Marks a man,--God''s gift magnific, exercised for good or ill. True, he murdered half a village, so his own death came to pass; Try for Clive!" thought I: "Let''s venture some good rattling And you are my prize, my Pearl: I laugh at men''s land and gold!'' Said Hóseyn, "God gives each man one life, like a lamp, then gives Touch the right ear and press with your foot my Pearl''s left flank!" With friends'' praise, gold-like, lingering still,


id: 41708
title: Jack the Hunchback: A Story of Adventure on the Coast of Maine
author: Otis, James
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  place where Aunt Nancy told Jack she spent the pleasant summer evenings. Jack pulled harder the second time, and then, as Aunt Nancy screamed "I ought to have known a boy couldn''t milk," Aunt Nancy said impatiently Then Aunt Nancy and Louis returned to the house while Jack drove the "I''ll go an'' see what Aunt Nancy thinks about it," Jack replied, not Short a time as Jack had known Aunt Nancy, he was reasonably well "But you''ll be killed, Jack dear"; and poor old Aunt Nancy clung to the As has been said, Jack did not think the little woman did any great seen Farmer Pratt," Jack said in a low tone; and as Aunt Nancy started "I''ve said many times I didn''t know how Aunt Nancy would get along if it "No; but Aunt Nancy said you were to go away now," Jack persisted, and


id: 44770
title: Daisy''s Work: The Third Commandment
author: Mathews, Joanna H. (Joanna Hooe)
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  "I''ll ask papa to carry them for me, mamma," said Lily. to home, Miss Collins," said Lily, who still held Daisy''s hand. "Well, yes," said Lily, taking up the word, "a kind of baby swearing, I and His name is in it a great many times," said Daisy, "and I think it "Of little swearing, as Lily says," said Lola. "But, Daisy," said Lola, "how do you know so much about these things careless words which Daisy Forster had said it was not right to use. "Oh, Daisy Forster, what a girl you are!" said Rosie. "It is Daisy''s doing, sir, that we have come to think of this," said "We will ask Daisy when she comes," said Mrs. Forster. "Daisy," said the General that evening, as the little girl stood by his "Do you know," said Rosie, "I think she looked like Daisy.


id: 45657
title: The Camp Fire Girls Amid the Snows
author: Vandercook, Margaret
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  Wharton''s, Betty Ashton was borne into the cabin, four of the girls For Betty, in Princess fashion, with Polly, Sylvia and Nan, and the girl For if ever Betty Ashton had proved her right to her friend Polly''s hour after their return Betty, Esther and all the other girls were in look of concern at Betty''s news which she did not wish the young girl to It seems to me you Sunrise Camp Fire girls think every little allowing time for Polly to stop her, Betty drew out her Camp Fire knife Esther straightway left the O''Neill girls, Betty and Rose, to themselves. To Betty and Mollie, however, Polly confessed that, although Miss Adams there were only Betty, Polly and Esther about to be in the way. eyes of Betty, Esther and Polly, who were the most interested of the then, Rose, and let the Sunrise Camp Fire girls just come in and look at


id: 45547
title: Hal Kenyon Disappears
author: Stuart, Gordon (Adventure story writer)
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  The doctor and the two instructors of the school, Mr. Frankland and Mr. Porter, were with the boys on the outing from which they were now Two of the boys, Hal Kenyon and Byron Bowler, were delegated to the work "Well," continued Hal, "I was going to tell how a boy like Bad did clout "I want you boys to quit calling Frank ''Bad,''" said the doctor sternly. and Bowlder Mountain, the Boy Scouts and Mr. Porter began their search But the boy was not Hal. It was Frank Bowler, supposed to be back at explore the cave and examine the contents of the leather bag, but Dr. Byrd never permitted his boys to carry any. "Yes, let''s go and have a look at it," proposed Hal. There was no need of further urging, and the four boys started off at a By the time Mr. Miles returned for the doctor and Hal, the latter had


id: 46386
title: The Castaways of Pete''s Patch (A Sequel to The Adopting of Rosa Marie)
author: Rankin, Carroll Watson
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  "It looks," said Henrietta, "like the top half of a big balloon. Jean, Marjory, Mabel, and Henrietta were having a glorious time in "Evidently," said Mr. Black, "that boat stayed a long way from "Bettie," cried Mrs. Crane, from the bank, "come out of that lake! "I''ll wash all the dishes," promised Mabel, throwing her arms about Mr. Black''s stout waist, "and everybody knows that that''s a job I hate." Since Jean possessed the trail-instinct, she walked ahead, while Mr. Black, in order to keep Mabel and Henrietta from straying from the "Some time to-day," said Mr. Black, "I want to go to the little cove thought; a little like Mrs. Crane''s, when that good lady snored. Mabel, thoughtfully pausing long enough for Mrs. Crane and Bettie to catch up, led them to the big, half-buried log. "It''s a good thing," said Mabel, "that Mrs. Crane thought of sending


