The world's wit and humor: an encyclopedia of the classic wit and humor of all ages and nations, Том 2Lionel Strachey Review of reviews Company, 1905 |
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... walk ! " said a voice behind us , as we were making a hundred and fifty horse - power effort to reach a table whereon reposed a volume of Bacon . " What is the cause of your lameness ? " It was Mrs. Partington's voice that spoke , and ...
... walk ! " said a voice behind us , as we were making a hundred and fifty horse - power effort to reach a table whereon reposed a volume of Bacon . " What is the cause of your lameness ? " It was Mrs. Partington's voice that spoke , and ...
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... walk was from the irresistible promptings of instinct , and a disinterested love of art . His genius and his performances were free from the vulgar alloy of interest or temptation . Accordingly , he did not labor a lie : he lied with a ...
... walk was from the irresistible promptings of instinct , and a disinterested love of art . His genius and his performances were free from the vulgar alloy of interest or temptation . Accordingly , he did not labor a lie : he lied with a ...
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... walking - stick was a present from General Jackson : the thrice - watered Monon- gahela , just drawn from the grocery hard by , was the last of a distillation of 1825 smuggled in from Ireland , and presented to him by a friend in New ...
... walking - stick was a present from General Jackson : the thrice - watered Monon- gahela , just drawn from the grocery hard by , was the last of a distillation of 1825 smuggled in from Ireland , and presented to him by a friend in New ...
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... laid before my expectant eyes . Reader , I am an old man now , and have not long to walk this planet . But , whatever dreadful shock may be in reserve for my declining years , I am certain I can bear 58 American Wit and Humor.
... laid before my expectant eyes . Reader , I am an old man now , and have not long to walk this planet . But , whatever dreadful shock may be in reserve for my declining years , I am certain I can bear 58 American Wit and Humor.
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... walk along that road morning and evening . The sound of a cow - bell is pleasant in the twilight . Some- times ... walking along , and I hailed him : " Bates , those are your cows there , I believe ? " " Yes , sir ; nice ones , ain't ...
... walk along that road morning and evening . The sound of a cow - bell is pleasant in the twilight . Some- times ... walking along , and I hailed him : " Bates , those are your cows there , I believe ? " " Yes , sir ; nice ones , ain't ...
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