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...opened the door, and in I went, cane raised. The room was dark; I gave at random all the cuts of the sabre exercise, when, as the door opened wider, I saw that the room was empty, but the window open. I pointed...

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

...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, and I lighted...

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

...here was a veritable Bellesleian. Was that the reason she had those dark lines under her eyes? Still that did n't prevent her from looking pretty in her war-paint; and, but for her glasses, she would not look too wise...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: LA FEMME SAVANTE. | 10/12/1877 | See Source »

...prevalent feeling in the class of Seventy-seven in regard to Mr. Warren's photographic efforts is decidedly one of disappointment. Perhaps it is safe to say that much was not expected; for the selection of the committee was at the very best but a leap in the dark, and nobody had any expectation of landing on terra firma. Certain it is that if by terra firma is meant good faithful work, the result shows a wide gap between land and water. For ourselves, we saw at the time no reason why Mr. Notman should be cast aside...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: No Headline | 7/3/1877 | See Source »

...burnt right into my foot, and I was as lame as a Bull of Bashan. And then I had no string to that boot, too; so, you see, we had to walk home slowly, and there was no time for flowers if we wanted to get home before dark. So there was no grubbing that...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: NOTHING BUT SMOKE. | 6/15/1877 | See Source »

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