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id: 9209
author: Hawthorne, Nathaniel
title: The Haunted Mind (From "Twice Told Tales")
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words: 1803
sentence: 66
flesch: 70
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summary:
  You speculate on the luxury of wearing out a whole existence in bed, like an oyster in its shell, content with the sluggish ecstasy of inaction, and drowsily conscious of nothing but delicious warmth, such as you now feel again. Since your sober bedtime, at eleven, you have had rest enough to take off the pressure of yesterday's fatigue; while before you, till the sun comes from far Cathay to brighten your window, there is almost the space of a summer night; one hour to be spent in thought, with the mind's eye half shut, and two in pleasant dreams, and two in that strangest of enjoyments, the forgetfulness alike of joy and woe.


id: 9207
author: Hawthorne, Nathaniel
title: The Vision of the Fountain (From "Twice Told Tales")
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words: 1915
sentence: 87
flesch: 79
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summary:
  Then would she set about her labors, like a careful housewife, to clear the fountain of withered leaves, and bits of slimy wood, and old acorns from the oaks above, and grains of corn left by cattle in drinking, till the bright sand, in the bright water, were like a treasury of diamonds. The track, which I chanced to follow, led me to a crystal spring, with a border of grass, as freshly green as on May morning, and overshadowed by the limb of a great oak.


id: 9242
author: Hawthorne, Nathaniel
title: Old Ticonderoga, a Picture of the Past (From: "The Snow Image and Other Twice-Told Tales")
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words: 1938
sentence: 65
flesch: 66
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summary:
  Mount Defiance, which one pictures as a steep, lofty, and rugged hill, of most formidable aspect, frowning down with the grim visage of a precipice on old Ticonderoga, is merely a long and wooded ridge; and bore, at some former period, the gentle name of Sugar Hill. At first, my fancy saw only the stern hills, lonely lakes, and venerable woods.


id: 9212
author: Hawthorne, Nathaniel
title: Snow Flakes (From "Twice Told Tales")
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words: 2025
sentence: 84
flesch: 76
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summary:
  There is snow in yonder cold gray sky of the morning!-and, through the partially frosted window-panes, I love to watch the gradual beginning of the storm. He has the day, perchance the week, before him, and may take his own time to accomplish Nature's burial in snow.


id: 9208
author: Hawthorne, Nathaniel
title: Fancy's Show-Box (From "Twice Told Tales")
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mime: text/plain
words: 2294
sentence: 94
flesch: 74
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summary:
  Now, strange to say, as old Mr. Smith peeped through the magnifying-glass, which made the objects start out from the canvas with magical deception, he began to recognize the farm-house, the tree, and both the figures of the picture. Such might have been the case with Mr. Smith, when, through the brilliant medium of his glass of old Madeira, he beheld three figures entering the room.


id: 9206
author: Hawthorne, Nathaniel
title: The Toll Gatherer's Day (From "Twice Told Tales")
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mime: text/plain
words: 2351
sentence: 98
flesch: 74
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summary:
  On this side, heralded by a blast of clarions and bugles, appears a train of wagons, conveying all the wild beasts of a caravan; and on that, a company of summer soldiers, marching from village to village on a festival campaign, attended by the brass band. Over the door is a weather-beaten board, inscribed with the rates of toll, in letters so nearly effaced that the gilding of the sunshine can hardly make them legible.


id: 9216
author: Hawthorne, Nathaniel
title: Beneath an Umbrella (From "Twice Told Tales")
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words: 2343
sentence: 100
flesch: 74
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summary:
  Bluster, fierce blast, and beat, thou wintry rain, against the window-panes! Now come fearful auguries, innumerable as the drops of rain.


id: 9205
author: Hawthorne, Nathaniel
title: Sights from a Steeple (From "Twice Told Tales")
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words: 2510
sentence: 101
flesch: 73
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summary:
  The most desirable mode of existence might be that of a spiritualized Paul Pry hovering invisible round man and woman, witnessing their deeds, searching into their hearts, borrowing brightness from their felicity, and shade from their sorrow, and retaining no emotion peculiar to himself. O that I could soar up into the very zenith, where man never breathed, nor eagle ever flew, and where the ethereal azure melts away from the eye, and appears only a deepened shade of nothingness!


id: 9201
author: Hawthorne, Nathaniel
title: Sunday at Home (From "Twice Told Tales")
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mime: text/plain
words: 2558
sentence: 119
flesch: 77
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summary:
  There is a young man, a third-rate coxcomb, whose first care is always to flourish a white handkerchief, and brush the seat of a tight pair of black silk pantaloons, which shine as if varnished. No; here, with faces as glossy as black satin, come two sable ladies and a sable gentleman, and close in their rear the minister, who softens his severe visage, and bestows a kind word on each.


id: 9219
author: Hawthorne, Nathaniel
title: Edward Fane's Rosebud (From "Twice Told Tales")
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mime: text/plain
words: 2828
sentence: 125
flesch: 79
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summary:
  Yet there was a time when Rose Grafton--such was the pretty maiden name of Nurse Toothaker--possessed beauty that would have gladdened this dim and dismal chamber as with sunshine. And Nurse Toothaker holds a teaspoon in her right hand, with which to stir up the contents of a tumbler in her left, whence steams a vapory fragrance, abhorred of temperance societies.


id: 9202
author: Hawthorne, Nathaniel
title: Little Annie's Ramble (From "Twice Told Tales")
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mime: text/plain
words: 3104
sentence: 137
flesch: 80
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txt: txt/9202.txt
summary:
  The town crier has rung his bell, at a distant corner, and little Annie stands on her father's doorsteps, trying to hear what the man with the loud voice is talking about. Perhaps little Annie would like to go.


id: 9218
author: Hawthorne, Nathaniel
title: Footprints on the Sea-Shore (From "Twice Told Tales")
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mime: text/plain
words: 4123
sentence: 177
flesch: 78
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summary:
  Setting forth at my last ramble, on a September morning, I bound myself with a hermit's vow, to interchange no thoughts with man or woman, to share no social pleasure, but to derive all that day's enjoyment from shore, and sea, and sky,--from my soul's communion with these, and from fantasies, and recollections, or anticipated realities. To comfort myself--for truly I would fain have gazed a while longer--I made acquaintance with a flock of beach birds.


id: 9210
author: Hawthorne, Nathaniel
title: The Village Uncle (From "Twice Told Tales")
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mime: text/plain
words: 4750
sentence: 155
flesch: 71
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summary:
  I delight, also, to follow in the wake of a pleasure-party of young men and girls, strolling along the beach after an early supper at the Point. After innumerable voyages aboard men-of-war and merchant-men, fishing-schooners and chebacco-boats, the old salt had become master of a handcart, which he daily trundled about the vicinity, and sometimes blew his fish-horn through the streets of Salem.


id: 9239
author: Hawthorne, Nathaniel
title: Old News (From: "The Snow Image and Other Twice-Told Tales")
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mime: text/plain
words: 9718
sentence: 348
flesch: 63
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txt: txt/9239.txt
summary:
  Military musters were too seriously important in that warlike time to be classed among amusements; but they stirred up and enlivened the public mind, and were occasions of solemn festival to the governor and great men of the province, at the expense of the field-offices. Provident old gentleman!


id: 513
author: Hawthorne, Nathaniel
title: The Snow Image
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words: 34856
sentence: 1378
flesch: 73
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txt: txt/513.txt
summary:
  College professors, and even the active men of cities, came from far to see and converse with Ernest; for the report had gone abroad that this simple husbandman had ideas unlike those of other men, not gained from books, but of a higher tone,--a tranquil and familiar majesty, as if he had been talking with the angels as his daily friends. Little snow people, like her, eat nothing but icicles.


id: 973
author: Pyle, Howard
extension: .txt
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words: 73876
sentence: 2810
flesch: 76
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title:
  Howard Pyle's Book of Pirates Fiction, Fact & Fancy Concerning the Buccaneers & Marooners of the Spanish Main

summary:
  There were other men down, all about the deck. Thus coming to it, our hero could see that it was a large yawl boat manned with half a score of black men for rowers, and there were two lanterns in the stern sheets, and three or four iron shovels.


id: 508
author: Hawthorne, Nathaniel
title: Twice-Told Tales
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mime: text/plain
words: 86028
sentence: 3364
flesch: 71
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summary:
  No garb but that of the grave could have befitted such a deathlike aspect; the eyes, indeed, had the wild gleam of a sepulchral lamp; all else was fixed in the stern calmness which old men wear in the coffin. It seems as if I could recollect the whole circumstance, and how I, or old Peter, or whoever it was, thrust in my hand, or his hand, and drew it out all of a blaze with gold.


id: 12697
author: Atherton, Gertrude Franklin Horn
title: The Splendid Idle Forties: Stories of Old California
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words: 86923
sentence: 5957
flesch: 88
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summary:
  The thin sensitive lips of Mr. Larkin curled with their accustomed humour, but he replied sincerely, Yes, Castro is a hero, a great man on a small canvas-- And they are little men on a big canvas! Brown old men and women stared gloomily at the floor.


id: 14948
author: Hough, Emerson
title: The Girl at the Halfway House A Story of the Plains
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words: 86287
sentence: 4847
flesch: 85
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summary:
  Well, it don't make no difference where you come from; we want good men in here, and you'll find this a good country, I'll gamble on that. It is the especial rendezvous of many men concerned with the handling of Cattle.


id: 12577
author: Cable, George Washington
title: Strange True Stories of Louisiana
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words: 92199
sentence: 5179
flesch: 82
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summary:
  of the old Black Code: Slaves who shall not be properly fed, clad, and provided for by their masters, may give information thereof to the attorney-general or the Superior Council, or to all the other officers of justice of an inferior jurisdiction, and may put the written exposition of their wrongs into their hands; upon which information, and even ex officio, should the information come from another quarter, the attorney-general shall prosecute said masters, etc. Let nothing remind me of other days.


id: 18721
author: Dixon, Thomas, Jr.
title: The Victim: A Romance of the Real Jefferson Davis
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words: 137870
sentence: 8445
flesch: 79
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summary:
  This house could tell the story of gay and beautiful scenes--of balls--receptions and garden parties in bowers of roses--of coaches drawn by six snow-white horses standing at our door for the start to the White Sulphur Springs-- She stopped suddenly, mastered her emotions and went on dreamily: Of great men and distinguished families our guests from the North and the South--Bishop Mann, Chief Justice John Marshall, the Lees, the Robinsons, Wickhams, Adams, Cabells,--the Carringtons--Fredrika Bremer, the Swedish novelist, visited us and wrote of us in her 'Homes in the New World.' You have murdered Southern men who have dared demand their rights on Northern soil.


id: 13707
author: Hawthorne, Nathaniel
title: Twice Told Tales
extension: .txt
mime: text/plain
words: 150335
sentence: 5871
flesch: 71
cache: cache/13707.txt
txt: txt/13707.txt
summary:
  The eyes, indeed, had the wild gleam of a sepulchral lamp; all else was fixed in the stern calmness which old men wear in the coffin. I am not insensible, my good sir, to the natural desire to stand well in the annals of my country, replied Hutchinson, controlling his impatience into courtesy, nor know I any better method of attaining that end than by withstanding the merely temporary spirit of mischief which, with your pardon, seems to have infected older men than myself.


