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Category： Author：Howard R. Garis
"Is my nose red?" asked Mab of some of her girl friends.
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Category： Author：Howard R. Garis
"Is my nose red?" asked Mab of some of her girl friends.
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Category： Author：毛姆 W. Somerset Maugham
THIS book might be called also The Triumph of Love. Bertha was looking out of window, at the bleakness of the day.
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Category： Author：Theodore Winthrop
The author did not live to revise the original draft of “Mr. Waddy’s Return,” and therefore, when his other novels were published, shortly after his death, this one was not included. On looking it over again, after the lapse of years, it seemed to his sister, Miss Elizabeth W. Winthrop, too good to let die; and it was placed in the ha...
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Category： Author：novel
In Continental periodicals not more than a dozen articles in all would seem to have given accounts or partial translations of the Jurgen legends. No thorough investigation of this epos can be said to have appeared in print, anywhere, prior to the publication, in 1913, of the monumental Synopses of Aryan Mythology by Angelo de Rui...
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A party was assembled in a room of an hotel in Calcutta, at the end of the year 1822. It consisted of a gentleman, a lady in deep mourning, a boy of between fourteen and fifteen, and two girls of thirteen and twelve.
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Modern psychology is throwing so much light upon human behavior that concerning delinquency one cannot do better than follow the teaching of Spinoza, “Neither condemn nor ridicule but try to understand.” Such an attitude led to the establishment of the first mental clinic in connection with a court, where Doctor Willi...
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Category： Author：novel
Doctor Cameron gazed intently at the top of the desk. It wasn't easy to be diplomatic. "The request was turned over to the Medicouncil," he said. "I assure you it was studied thoroughly before it was reported back to the Solar Committee."
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Category： Author：novel
IT was two hours after the muezzin had called to evening prayer, and night had canopied Tangier with a million stars. In the little Sok, the bread-sellers sat cross-legged behind their wares, their candles burning steadily, for there was not so much as the whisper of a wind blowing.
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Category： Author：novel
Which is the pleasantest season of the year, boy reader? No doubt you have written more than one composition on the subject, and perhaps you will say, as most boys do, that you like winter best. If you live in the city you can spend your leisure hours at the skating-rink; or it may be that your father owns an ice-boat, and you take gre...
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Category： Author：novel
\"It\'s ever so much better than my room—twice as big, to begin with. Then, my carpet looks as if it had come down through several generations. I\'ll bet the old lady had it when she was first married. As for a mirror, I\'ve got a seven-by-nine looking-glass that I have to look into twice before I can see my whole face. As for the bed...
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