The Ten Books of the Merrymakers, Том 1Marshall Pinckney Wilder Circle Publishing Company, 1908 |
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... minute they were circus beasts , some grand , Some ugly , some amusing , and some queer : Rival attractions to the hobo band , The flying jenny , and the peanut - stand . Next minute they were old hearth - mates of mine ! Lost people ...
... minute they were circus beasts , some grand , Some ugly , some amusing , and some queer : Rival attractions to the hobo band , The flying jenny , and the peanut - stand . Next minute they were old hearth - mates of mine ! Lost people ...
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... minute of Friday . When the clock struck twelve , I marched majestically to the kitchen , threw open the door , revealed the octette in the enjoyment of a mound of ice - cream and a mountain of cake — that in my famished condition made ...
... minute of Friday . When the clock struck twelve , I marched majestically to the kitchen , threw open the door , revealed the octette in the enjoyment of a mound of ice - cream and a mountain of cake — that in my famished condition made ...
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... minute Miss Gerda Lyberg would have found herself in the hall , im- pelled there by a persuasive hand upon her shoulder . However , it was not to be . " You just lay a hand on me , " she said with cold de- liberation , and a smile ...
... minute Miss Gerda Lyberg would have found herself in the hall , im- pelled there by a persuasive hand upon her shoulder . However , it was not to be . " You just lay a hand on me , " she said with cold de- liberation , and a smile ...
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... heem right off for play , For it's kin ' de musique I be fancy , Jeremie he is lak it also , An ' wan de bes ' t'ing on dat ev'ning is man wit ' de pic- colo ! Den mebbe ten minute is passin ' , Ma - 95 WILLIAM HENRY DRUMMOND.
... heem right off for play , For it's kin ' de musique I be fancy , Jeremie he is lak it also , An ' wan de bes ' t'ing on dat ev'ning is man wit ' de pic- colo ! Den mebbe ten minute is passin ' , Ma - 95 WILLIAM HENRY DRUMMOND.
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Marshall Pinckney Wilder. Den mebbe ten minute is passin ' , Ma - dam she is comin ' encore , Dis tam all alone on de platform , dat feller don't show up no more , An ' w'en she start off on de singin ' Jeremie say , " Antoine , dat's ...
Marshall Pinckney Wilder. Den mebbe ten minute is passin ' , Ma - dam she is comin ' encore , Dis tam all alone on de platform , dat feller don't show up no more , An ' w'en she start off on de singin ' Jeremie say , " Antoine , dat's ...
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