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id: 11979
author: Cowper, William
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words: 1925
sentence: 126
flesch: 88
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title:
  The Diverting History of John Gilpin Showing How He Went Farther Than He Intended, and Came Safe Home Again

summary:
  Proofreading Team The Diverting History of John Gilpin One of R. Caldecott's Picture Books 1878 [Illustration: The Diverting History of John Gilpin]


id: 23599
author: Smith, George O. (George Oliver)
title: The Big Fix
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words: 9510
sentence: 567
flesch: 82
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summary:
  Then since Mr. Joseph Barcelona is obviously not languishing in jail, it is patent that the police are not making full use of their talented extrasensory operators, nor the evidence thus collected. I said slowly, _If_ I were even thinking of working for Mr. Barcelona, I told him, I would be very careful never, never to mention it, you know.


id: 32554
author: O'Connor, John Lawrence
title: History of the Kentucky Derby, 1875-1921
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words: 44171
sentence: 1916
flesch: 79
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summary:
  Take it all in all, one cannot help but say that they were a bad lot of Derby horses, and if such a horse as Ben Brush, Ornament, Halma or Alan-a-Dale had been there they would have looked like $200 selling platers. Well, if they are Derby colts, Pink Star will walk in.


id: 39631
author: Gould, Nat
title: The Runaways: A New and Original Story
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words: 50949
sentence: 3231
flesch: 89
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summary:
  This she was doing when her maid knocked at the door and said Mr. Ulick Maynard had called to see her. When I can screw up my courage I will tell the Squire Ulick is innocent, but I cannot do it yet.


id: 36480
author: Gould, Nat
title: The Sweep Winner
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words: 52685
sentence: 4276
flesch: 94
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summary:
  To Glen Leigh rain meant almost everything. I'm Glen--Glen Leigh, he said as he placed his hand on her shoulder.


id: 19041
author: Foote, John Taintor
title: Blister Jones
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words: 51532
sentence: 4413
flesch: 99
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summary:
  I looks him over good 'n' he's O. K. I gets Mr. Van on the phone 'n' he comes up 'n' writes a check fur eighteen hundred, payable to Peewee. We goes inside 'n' there's a big sorrel geldin', with a blaize face, in a box-stall.


id: 29093
author: Van Loan, Charles E. (Charles Emmett)
title: Old Man Curry: Race Track Stories
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words: 64989
sentence: 4490
flesch: 93
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summary:
  Even if Old Man Curry was with us to-day, his sphere of action would be limited, unless he elected to play a game where the odds would be so immeasurably against him that he would be beaten long before he started. They tell me Old Man Curry got 'em all out of the Bible.


id: 40301
title: Sporting Society; or, Sporting Chat and Sporting Memories, Vol. 1 (of 2)
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words: 77268
sentence: 3239
flesch: 77
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summary:
  ON EXMOOR We sons of Devon are, I doubt not, too prone to dwell and enlarge upon the fact that we are not quite as other men, that when all things were made none was made better than this, our land of sunny skies and mystic moors, of lane and hedgerow, of sea and river, where the balmy fragrance of Torbay invites the winter, and the chill grandeur of Exmoor repels the summer's heat; with goodness overflowing from Porlock to Penzance; the home of traditions and folkspeech that mark us out a people meet to enjoy the wholesomest clime under the canopy of heaven. As a rule, such men are to be avoided.


id: 56753
author: Whyte-Melville, G. J. (George John)
title: Satanella: A Story of Punchestown
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words: 76068
sentence: 4194
flesch: 81
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summary:
  Bill, I fear, did the _other_ thing, for the fence was so high he never saw them turn, and jumped well into their midst, happily without doing any damage. The jackeens, whose habits were tolerably active, came down in good time, but the London young gentlemen dropped in, one later than another, gorgeously apparelled, cool, composed, hungry, obviously proud of being up and dressed at eleven o'clock, A.M. Miss Norah whispered to Satanella that she didn't like dandies, and dandies didn't like _her_!


id: 40302
title: Sporting Society; or, Sporting Chat and Sporting Memories, Vol. 2 (of 2)
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words: 79683
sentence: 3361
flesch: 80
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summary:
  I never passed a happier evening than I did with my long-lost friend; we smoked our cigars and talked of old times and old things that had happened years ago, passed never to return again. George was delighted to see them; it put him in mind of old times, and he was always glad to know how matters were going on in his old corps.


id: 55323
author: Stacpoole, H. De Vere (Henry De Vere)
title: Garryowen
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words: 81159
sentence: 4820
flesch: 88
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summary:
  I beg your pardon, said Mr. French; then, starting back, Why, sure to goodness, if it isn't Mr. Dashwood! CHAPTER XI Come into the smoking-room, said Mr. Dashwood when they had shaken hands. That's Number 1. Mr. Dashwood applauded, and Mr. French continued.


id: 53835
author: Nevill, Ralph
title: Light Come, Light Go: Gambling—Gamesters—Wagers—The Turf
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words: 115804
sentence: 3902
flesch: 63
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summary:
  The minor forms of gambling, which serve to gratify the speculative instincts of ordinary mortals, have generally possessed little attraction for great men, whose minds would seem to have been occupied by more ambitious, though perhaps in essence not less speculative, designs. In the long run, however, he was a very considerable sum to the good, a comparatively small number of winning days having far more than compensated him for the large number of those on which the hundred francs had been speedily lost.


