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... walked out with a growl . The office was closed in a twinkling , and the clerk , with the long ends of his white comforter dangling below his waist ( for he boasted no great - coat ) , went down a slide on Cornhill , at the end of a ...
... walked out with a growl . The office was closed in a twinkling , and the clerk , with the long ends of his white comforter dangling below his waist ( for he boasted no great - coat ) , went down a slide on Cornhill , at the end of a ...
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... walked in , and lighted his candle . He did pause , with a moment's irresolution , before he shut the door ; and he did look cau- tiously behind it first , as if he half expected to be terrified with the sight of Marley's pigtail ...
... walked in , and lighted his candle . He did pause , with a moment's irresolution , before he shut the door ; and he did look cau- tiously behind it first , as if he half expected to be terrified with the sight of Marley's pigtail ...
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... walked across the hall , and up the stairs , slowly too , trimming his candle as he went . You may talk vaguely about driving a coach- and - six up a good old flight of stairs , or through a bad young Act of Parliament ; but I mean to ...
... walked across the hall , and up the stairs , slowly too , trimming his candle as he went . You may talk vaguely about driving a coach- and - six up a good old flight of stairs , or through a bad young Act of Parliament ; but I mean to ...
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... walked across the room . After several turns , he sat down again . As he threw his head back in the chair , his glance happened to rest upon a bell , a disused bell , that hung in the room , and communicated for some purpose now ...
... walked across the room . After several turns , he sat down again . As he threw his head back in the chair , his glance happened to rest upon a bell , a disused bell , that hung in the room , and communicated for some purpose now ...
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... walked beyond our counting- house - mark me ! -in life my spirit never roved beyond the narrow limits of our money - changing hole ; and weary journeys lie before me ! " It was a habit with Scrooge , whenever he became thoughtful , to ...
... walked beyond our counting- house - mark me ! -in life my spirit never roved beyond the narrow limits of our money - changing hole ; and weary journeys lie before me ! " It was a habit with Scrooge , whenever he became thoughtful , to ...
Contents
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CHRISTMAS IN OLD TIME Sir Walter Scott | 150 |
THE SHIPWRECK Robert Louis Stevenson | 165 |
ELEPHANT HUNTING Roualeyn Gordon Cumming | 180 |
SOME CLEVER MONKEYS Thomas Belt | 198 |
POOR RICHARDS ALMANAC Benjamin Franklin | 204 |
GEORGE ROGERS CLARK | 221 |
TO THE FRINGED GENTIAN William Cullen Bryant | 290 |
TO A MOUNTAIN DAISY Robert Burns | 295 |
BANNOCKBURN Robert Burns | 303 |
THE GOVERNOR AND THE NOTARY Washington Irving | 311 |
THE RIME OF THE ANCIENT MARINER Samuel T Coleridge | 321 |
THE PETRIFIED FERN Mary Bolles Branch | 352 |
AN EXCITING CANOE RACE J Fenimore Cooper | 376 |
THE BUFFALO Francis Parkman | 395 |
THE CAPTURE OF VINCENNES George Rogers Clark | 228 |
THREE SUNDAYS IN A WEEK Edgar Allan Poe | 255 |
THE MODERN BELLE Stark | 266 |
THE KNOCKOUT Davy Crockett | 275 |
TO MY INFANT SON Thomas Hood | 283 |
THE CHARGE OF THE LIGHT BRIGADE Alfred Tennyson | 452 |
QUEEN VICTORIA Anna McCaleb | 458 |
THE RECESSIONAL Rudyard Kipling | 471 |
THE SOLDIERS DREAM Thomas Campbell | 476 |
THE PICKETGUARD Mrs Ethel Lynn Beers | 483 |
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accent auld lang syne began Black Hawk Bob Cratchit buffalo bull Burleigh Withers called camp canoe child Chingachgook Cratchit cried dark dead dear Dickens door elephant enemy eyes face father feet Fezziwig fire garrison Ghost Gordon Stevenson hand head heard heart herd hills horses hour hundred Indians Jacob Marley JOHN HOWARD PAYNE knew land laughed live looked Marley means Merry Christmas miles morning Neapope never night old Kentucky home Old Oaken Bucket passed poem Poor Richard says prairie queen returned rhyme rifle river ROBERT BURNS rock round Saukenuk scout Scrooge Scrooge's nephew Shaw shot side soon Spirit stanza stood syllables TĂȘte Rouge thee things thou thought Tiny Tim told trees troops turned uncle Uncle Scrooge Victoria voice walked widow machree word yards young