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id: 6658
author: Bompas, Charlotte Selina
title: Owindia : a true tale of the MacKenzie River Indians, North-West America
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sentence: 332
flesch: 69
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summary:
  But the times are harder than they used to be for the Tene Jua (Indian men) in the woods, said Accomba with a sigh; the deer and the moose go off the track more than they used to do; it is only at Fort Rae, on the Big Lake, that meat never seems to fail; for us poor Mackenzie River people there is hardly a winter that we are far from starvation. He would send even his wife (for Michel took unto him a wife after some years) to Fort Simpson with his furs to trade, rather than trust himself in the neighbourhood of the Tene Manula (white man).


id: 30366
author: Whitaker, Evelyn
title: Zoe
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words: 20914
sentence: 685
flesch: 73
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summary:
  But such is the perversity of human nature, that though many a Downside mother with a family of little steps envied Mrs Gray her compact family and the small amount of washing attached to it, that ungrateful woman yearned after an occupant for the old wooden cradle, and treasured up the bits of baby things that had belonged to Tom and Bill, and nursed up any young thing that came to hand and wanted care, bringing up a motherless blind kitten with assiduous care and patience, as if the supply of that commodity was not always largely in excess of the demand, and lavishing more care on a sick lamb or a superfluous young pig than most of the neighbours' babies received. Preparation--The Room Furnished--Mrs Gray at Work--The Baby Gone--The Gypsy Mother--The Gypsy's Story--A Foolish Fancy--Something Has Happened--The Real Baby ZOE.


id: 21797
author: Leslie, Emma
title: A Sailor's Lass
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words: 22985
sentence: 976
flesch: 85
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summary:
  Coomber meekly fetched a cupful from the pan outside, and Mrs. Coomber dipped her apron in it, and bathed Tiny's face; and in a minute or two Dick saw, to his great delight, that she drew a faint, fluttering breath. A sudden lurch of the boat almost pitched the old man forward, and the children's screams redoubled, while Mrs. Coomber hastily scrambled out of bed and lighted the lantern that hung against the wall.


id: 844
author: Wilde, Oscar
title: The Importance of Being Earnest: A Trivial Comedy for Serious People
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words: 21065
sentence: 2721
flesch: 89
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summary:
  The gentleman who is now embracing you is my cousin, Mr. Algernon Moncrieff. Well, ever since dear Uncle Jack first confessed to us that he had a younger brother who was very wicked and bad, you of course have formed the chief topic of conversation between myself and Miss Prism.


id: 23517
author: Martin, George Madden
title: The Angel of the Tenement
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words: 24085
sentence: 951
flesch: 76
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summary:
  Nor was this all,--for somewhere about that Tree, hung a document, which being delivered, revealed to Miss Norma Bonkowski that she was now the owner and proprietor of that same Costumer's establishment she had so coveted,--while a most innocent and ordinary looking little book bearing Mary Carew's name told the secret of a sum of money safely in bank, so sufficient that never again need that grim phantom, the poor-house, threaten to overshadow the end as it had the beginning of Mary's life. But this the good ladies forgave, for was not this same Miss Norma the flower that shed an odor of distinction over the social blossoming of the whole Tenement?


id: 16608
author: Mighels, Philip Verrill
title: Bruvver Jim's Baby
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words: 44998
sentence: 2564
flesch: 87
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summary:
  My little boy! said the miner--my little boy! and taking both doll and little man in his arms he held them in passionate tenderness against his heart. You've got to be back before too late or your claim goes up, fer, Jim, you know as well as me that Parky's got the right of law! If only I could git that shrub, said Jim, as his friend departed, and back to the tossing little man he went, worried to the last degree.


id: 10729
author: Alger, Horatio, Jr.
title: Jack's Ward; Or, The Boy Guardian
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words: 48817
sentence: 3716
flesch: 90
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summary:
  My name is Harding--Jack Harding. This was Rachel Harding, a spinster of melancholy temperament, who belonged to that unhappy class who are always prophesying evil, and expecting the worst.


id: 51996
author: Miller, Alex. McVeigh, Mrs.
title: My Pretty Maid; or, Liane Lester
extension: .txt
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words: 60142
sentence: 3178
flesch: 84
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summary:
  Miss Roma Clarke is blessed in having such a splendid father. Thank you--and again: Do you know Miss Roma Clarke?


id: 10848
author: Hallett, Emma V.
title: Natalie; Or, A Gem Among the Sea-Weeds
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words: 65931
sentence: 2128
flesch: 71
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summary:
  Thy little day hath not yet taught thee, that the world is born of sin, for thou only lookest on the human face as divine. Please, missus, don't make little Sea-flower too fresh; she be pining for de sea; remarked Vingo, as Mrs. Grosvenor proceeded to bathe the child in cool fresh water; and having brought out the baby-clothes worn by Harry, she was soon, by the aid of a little new milk, made comfortable, and, creeping down after old Nep, sat with her hands buried in his shaggy coat, crowing with delight.


id: 20261
author: Quiller-Couch, Arthur
title: The Adventures of Harry Revel
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words: 64436
sentence: 3928
flesch: 88
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summary:
  I promised--that is, I mean, Mr. Whitmore won't like it if--if-- While I stammered on, Mr. Rogers pulled up the mare, quartering at the same time to make room for the mail-coach as it thundered up the road from westward and swept by at the gallop, with lamps flashing and bits and swingles shaken in chorus. I'm the boy, sir, that Mr. Whitmore spoke about--the boy that's being searched for-- Look here, Mr. Rogers interrupted, I'm a Justice of the Peace, you know.


id: 16344
author: Laurie, André
title: The Waif of the "Cynthia"
extension: .txt
mime: text/plain
words: 70700
sentence: 3516
flesch: 77
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summary:
  He was followed by a young gentleman, whom he presented to her in the following words: My daughter, this is Mr. Erik Hersebom, of whom I have often spoken to you, and who has just arrived at Paris. And poor Erik would turn away and stifle a sigh.


id: 53650
author: Gale, Zona
title: Mothers to Men
extension: .txt
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words: 73884
sentence: 4385
flesch: 91
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summary:
  'Drink both kinds, Timothy,' Mis Toplady says to her husband, persuadin'; 'it'll have to be throwed away if somebody don't drink it up.' 'Lord, Amandy,' says Timothy, testy, 'I do hate to be sicked on to my food like that. I smiled at him, and so did Mis' Toplady, and so did Eppleby; and Mis' Eleanor Emmons, the widow-lady, lately moved in, she nodded.


id: 14818
author: McCutcheon, George Barr
title: The Daughter of Anderson Crow
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words: 81808
sentence: 5601
flesch: 87
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summary:
  She was rejoining the house party that day, was consumed by excitement over the situation, and just as eager as Bonner to checkmate the untimely operations of poor old Anderson Crow. We thought we'd row down and tell you so's you wouldn't be huntin' all night for the feller who--hello, you got him, eh? Are you fellers lyin'? cried poor Anderson Crow.


id: 54121
author: Sykes, D. F. E.
title: Tom Pinder, Foundling: A Story of the Holmfirth Flood
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words: 87468
sentence: 4547
flesch: 85
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summary:
  And is that all you have to tell me, Mr. Tom Tinker? No, Dorothy, I have another secret to tell you. If you mean Mr. Tom Pinder, of Co-op Mill, Hinchliff Mill, I think I may go so far as to say I do.


id: 41440
author: Wright, Mabel Osgood
title: Poppea of the Post-Office
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words: 94761
sentence: 3611
flesch: 76
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summary:
  Poppea Gilbert; she lives at the post-office in our town, and there is nobody quite like her, Philip answered, his shyness suddenly rent by the man's offhand air of comradeship, as well as in response to his own need of some one to whom he might speak without restraint. It is Poppea Gilbert from the post-office house.


id: 10449
author: Greene, Homer
title: Burnham Breaker
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words: 106644
sentence: 6058
flesch: 87
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summary:
  Mr. Bummerton, turning to the bar-tender, allow me to introduce my esteemed young friend, Mr. Ralph Craft, the worthy grandson of an old acquaintance. I'm Ralph Burnham; I'm Mrs. Burnham's son!


id: 15991
author: Marryat, Frederick
title: Japhet, in Search of a Father
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words: 148455
sentence: 6627
flesch: 78
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summary:
  I'll knock you down one of these days, Mr Timothy, if you stay so long as you do, looking at the print shops; that you may depend upon. It certainly was the case--for though an enemy, I'll do him justice--that, after Mr Brookes had left us, Mr Pleggit had two shopmen, and Mr Cophagus only one; but then that one was Mr Japhet Newland; besides, one of his assistants had only one eye, and the other squinted horribly, so if we measured by eyes, I think the advantage was actually on our side; and, as far as ornament went, most decidedly; for who would not prefer putting on his chimney-piece one handsome, elegant vase, than two damaged, ill-looking pieces of crockery?


