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...soon after passing the finish as I could, I checked his wild speed, and looked at my watch. Three minutes and five seconds! Subtracting fifteen seconds, which must have elapsed after we crossed the line before I stopped him, it would reduce the time to two minutes and fifty seconds, and my first attempt to trot him on time, too! Oh, I'd soon have him down to two-eight! I waited a moment to give an opportunity to any pieces I might have left behind to overtake us, and then drove townward with a smile of triumph...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: BUCEPHALUS. | 11/25/1881 | See Source »

Yung looked about him for some method of escape. As his eyes travelled over the bones and horns, with which, instead of the customary clubs and stone darts, the walls were covered, he spied in a corner several skins of wild animals, which were hung from the roof. Toward them, accordingly, he retreated, while he stammered, to mask his movement, "I don't know...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: OUR FIRST FAMILIES. | 11/11/1881 | See Source »

...wild purpose seized upon my heart. At 7.31 P. M. I applied my left eye to the key-hole of 93 Thayer. The apartment was brilliantly lighted, and in spite of the smoke I could see pretty well. A number of men were seated around a table; the man at the head of the table was armed with a pair of shears and a yardstick; baskets of cigarettes and kegs of beer stood at various points convenient of access. Just as I had ascertained these facts, the presiding genius rapped sharply on the table, and said, "Gentlemen, the meeting will...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: QUAEQUE IPSE MISERRIMUS VIDI. | 10/28/1881 | See Source »

...shrill cry puts an end to his wild fancies, and turning, he sees his girl alternately lifting up and putting down her feet like a miniature quartzmill, while the log on which she is trying to stand performs a series of swift revolutions. Diggles madly rushes to her assistance; will he be too late? Her head swims, her brain reels. Why did she trust him? Alas! why did she trust him? Faster and faster turns the log; faster and faster twinkle the maiden's feet. A slide, a splash, a faintly gurgled "Diggles!" and the dark waters close over...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: LOGOMACHY. | 10/14/1881 | See Source »

...wild wind's moan...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: REMINISCENCE OF "ALASTOR." | 10/14/1881 | See Source »

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