Word: moment
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Dates: during 1870-1879
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...Russians eat Turk-ey on Thanksgiving?" Its one solitary editorial, apropos of nothing, informs us that "hardly a day dawns" but Americans are "startled by the publication of a new book." Should this be a story-book, "it is our greatest anxiety to have it, not thinking for a moment on what it contains; whether good or bad, it is all the same." The "bitter consequences," of course, are the "injuring of the brain by losing all the intellectual faculties and also ruining the body by sickness," to say nothing of the fact that it leads one into "the worst...
...cross-road where we should have turned. There was nothing to be done but to turn around. The road was narrow, and I had to back. The gray old patriarch, in attempting the reverse motion, could not manage his huge feet, tripped, sat on his haunches a moment dejectedly, then helplessly rolled over on his side, drew a long breath, closed his eyes, and lay motionless...
...allowed and the court awarded," and not to find him here was indeed a sad disappointment. There was no help for it, however, so down I went on my knees, and raked and poked and worked away until at last there was a bright blaze; and just at that moment, lo and behold, in walked my chum...
...Thereby hangs a tale. I'll tell you as soon as I can make myself presentable. Well," continued he in a moment or two, "you know I went to Boscos. That village has particular charms for me just at present, and perhaps you can guess why I lingered and lingered until the last train had gone and my only hope was to catch the express as it stops for a moment at Boscos bridge. It was a breathless and stilly night, the tide at its flood but as calm as a lake, reflecting myriads of stars, that seemed arrayed...
...road, indistinguishable at first from that of a star in the horizon; now scintillating, now increasing. A faint hum ! a louder and a louder whir! A blaze of light, a screech, a stop, and I am conscious that the express is there, and has pulled up but for a moment. Blinded by the glare, still half in dreamland and wholly confused, I spring upon the train The wheels once more revolve, and I turn to go in, - no door! I rub my eyes, and discover, but too late, that I am between the tender and the baggage-car, with...