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Short StoriesThe Saint's Rest.We've no abiding city here: This may distress the wo... Chinese Proverbs. What is told in the ear is often heard a hundred miles. ... The Plum Boys. Two boys were one day on their way from school, and as they... The Remarkable Wreck Of The Thomas Hyke It was half-past one by the clock in the office of the Regi... The Trusty Dog. I am glad to introduce to you, the noble dog whose picture ... The Flower That Looks Up. "What beautiful things flowers are," said one of the party ... Jonas And His Horse. A horse is a noble animal, and is made for the service of m... George And His Guinea. Little George Ames went with his aunt to attend a missionar... The Golden Crown. A teacher once asked a child, "If you had a golden crown, w... My Early Days. My father's house was indeed a pleasant home; and father wa... The Philosophy Of Relative Existences In a certain summer, not long gone, my friend Bentley and I... The Jew And His Daughter. A Jew came to this country from London, many years ago, and... The Portrait Of Flora Purchased. Anna started for her home, and when she had arrived, she sl... Arthur And His Apple Tree. One summer day little William was sitting in the garden cha... Pledge. Our hands and our hearts we give To the temperance p... The Lady Or The Tiger? In the very olden time there lived a semi-barbaric king, wh... Jane And Her Lessons. It is a mark of a good scholar to be prompt and studious. S... Story About A Robber. I will tell you a true story about a robber. A gentleman wa... Anna Seeking Employment. It was a wearisome day to poor Anna, as she walked from squ... Mother's Last Lesson. "Will you please teach me my verse, mamma, and then kiss me... |
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