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id: 28021
author: Stowe, Harriet Beecher
title: Pictures and Stories from Uncle Tom's Cabin
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sentence: 454
flesch: 89
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summary:
  Mr. Shelby lost his money, and got in debt to a man who dealt in slaves; for that debt he sold little Harry to him, and the rest of it was paid with poor Tom. From his master, by wicked trader bought; And he will carry poor Tom next day, From children, and wife, and home away.


id: 11171
author: Stowe, Harriet Beecher
title: Uncle Tom's Cabin, Young Folks' Edition
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words: 17206
sentence: 1392
flesch: 99
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summary:
  He went to his cousin, Miss Ophelia St. Clare, and begged her to come and keep house for him, and to look after Eva. Poor Uncle Tom found that he had quite forgotten how to make some of the letters.


id: 13461
author: Craik, Dinah Maria Mulock
title: Mistress and Maid: A Household Story
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flesch: 78
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summary:
  Now, Miss Hilary Leaf had all this while gone on toasting. Miss Hilary rose from her knees, crossed the kitchen, took from the girl's unresisting hands the old black bonnet and shawl, and hung them up carefully on a nail behind the great eight-day clock.


id: 11323
author: Godwin, William
title: Caleb Williams; Or, Things as They Are
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sentence: 6932
flesch: 70
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summary:
  The arrival of Mr. Falkland gave an alarming shock to the authority of Mr. Tyrrel in the village assembly and in all scenes of indiscriminate resort. This was only one out of innumerable instances, that every day seemed to multiply, of petty mortifications which Mr. Tyrrel was destined to endure on the part of Mr. Falkland.


id: 12958
author: Richardson, Samuel
title: Pamela, Volume II
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sentence: 6611
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summary:
  Well, said my lady, then help me, good _sister_--there's for you!--to a little sugar. Her letters were but so many links to the chains in which she had bound me; and though once I had resolved to part with her to Lady Davers, and you, Madam, had an intention to take her, I could not for my life give her up; and thinking more honourably then of the state of a mistress than I have done since, I could not persuade myself (since I intended to do as handsomely by her as ever man did to a lady in that situation) but that I should do better for her than my mother had wished me to do, and so _more_ than answer all her injunctions, as to the providing for her: and I could not imagine I should meet with a resistance I had seldom encountered from persons much her superiors as to descent; and was amazed at it; for it confounded me in all the notions I had of her sex, which, like a true libertine, I supposed wanted nothing but _importunity_ and _opportunity_, a bold attempter, and a mind not ungenerous.


