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Word: closet (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1870-1879
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...without a reading-room. With but few changes, and only slight additional expense, the Library could take this burden upon itself. It already has a fine collection of magazines, which are much read, and some daily papers, which are seldom seen, as they are kept on file in a closet; these would go far towards making up the number of periodicals needed. The old delivery-room in Gore Hall is nearly empty, and could easily be turned into a reading-room, to which students could have access whether the Library was open or not. It could not be lighted...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: No Headline | 11/22/1878 | See Source »

...poetical inspiration seized me when standing on the platform of the sleeping-car last night. The practical and material conceptions were suggested in the coal-closet. I came back here only to find the fire out, and while I was trying to shake out the ashes I heard your step. I thought I would let you finish the job, and therefore jumped into the coal-hole. Much obliged to you for this cheerful blaze, by the by. Can I do anything for you ?" "Yes," said I, "you have a prior right to the management of this fire, so suppose...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: A TENDER STORY. | 12/7/1877 | See Source »

said the cruel Sophomore, as he locked in the coal-closet the boy from the Secretary's office, and threw his last summons into the fire...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: BREVITIES. | 11/23/1877 | See Source »

...Just think of the risks a burglar runs," said he "For instance, if a man should try our door now, you could hide behind the curtain there, and I could get into the coal-closet; and when he got in we would let him get together all the things he wanted in this room, and when he went into one of the bedrooms we could spring out and shut...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: 'T WAS MIDNIGHT. | 10/26/1877 | See Source »

...could see him nod his head in the firelight as he turned to the closet. I fled to the curtain. You have no idea how long it seemed as I waited for the entrance of the burglar. I could feel the wind blow in through the cracks in the window; it wasn't comfortable. But at last a dexterous turn threw the bolt, and the door opened. A dark form crossed the room and entered my bedroom, shutting the door carefully. I came out into the room, my chum did the same; we seized our canes from the chandelier...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: 'T WAS MIDNIGHT. | 10/26/1877 | See Source »

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