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At about six in the morning of July 3, 1860, while I was watering
my petunias, and thinking of read more
At about six in the morning of July 3, 1860, while I was watering
my petunias, and thinking of nothing in particular, I perceived
coming towards me, a tall, beardless, fair-haired young fellow,
wearing a German cap and gold-rimmed spectacles.
Far out in the uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of
the Western Spiral arm of the Galaxy lies read more
Far out in the uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of
the Western Spiral arm of the Galaxy lies a small unregarded
yellow sun.
"Please, sir, is this Plumfield?" asked a ragged boy of the man
who opened the great gate at which read more
"Please, sir, is this Plumfield?" asked a ragged boy of the man
who opened the great gate at which the omnibus left him.
Okonwko was well known throughout the nine villages and even
beyond. His fame rested on solid personal achievements.
Okonwko was well known throughout the nine villages and even
beyond. His fame rested on solid personal achievements.
"Christmas won't be Christmas without any presents," grumbled Jo,
lying on the rug.
"Christmas won't be Christmas without any presents," grumbled Jo,
lying on the rug.
The morning was as dark and cold as city snow could make it--a
dingy whirl at the window; a read more
The morning was as dark and cold as city snow could make it--a
dingy whirl at the window; a smoky gust through the fire-place; a
shadow black as a bear's cave under the table. Nothing in all
the cavernous room, loomed really warm or familiar except a glass
of stale water, and a vapid, half-eaten grape-fruit.
The primroses were over.
The primroses were over.
To stretch his legs between consultations, Maclean escorted his
last patient to Baker Street station.
To stretch his legs between consultations, Maclean escorted his
last patient to Baker Street station.
We are talking now of summer evenings in Knoxville, Tennessee in
the time that I lived there so successfully read more
We are talking now of summer evenings in Knoxville, Tennessee in
the time that I lived there so successfully disguised to myself
as a child.
