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id: 46233
author: Stoddard, William O.
title: With the Black Prince
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words: 55124
sentence: 3436
flesch: 92
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summary:
  The sailors are good men and true; but I like not the captain, and we shall be crowded like sheep in a pen. Beyond it Sir Henry halted until many men stood beside him.


id: 37357
author: Stables, Gordon
title: Annie o' the Banks o' Dee
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sentence: 3451
flesch: 88
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summary:
  Poor man! Young men are mostly fools--I'll go into the house and smoke a pipe with my aged friend, McLeod.


id: 21228
author: Walton, Amy
title: White Lilac; or the Queen of the May
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words: 62739
sentence: 3228
flesch: 87
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  ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Not that it matters, said Mrs Greenways on her way home afterwards, what they call the poor little thing--Lilac White, or White Lilac, or what you will, for she'll never rear it, never. There's little White Lilac, as we used to call her,--you find her a handy sort of lass, don't you? She's well enough in her way, said Mrs Greenways.


id: 62866
author: Castlemon, Harry
title: The Young Game-Warden
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sentence: 3356
flesch: 85
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  I'd leave Joe and Dan to run the ferry, and then I'd put a shovel on to my shoulder and come up here, and never leave off digging till I'd turned some of these mountings t'other side up. Some day I'll get mad and sink it so deep that it can't never be found again--I will so! Now, Dan, what's the use of talking that way? exclaimed Joe, impatiently.


id: 42628
author: Watson, John, F.L.S.
title: Poachers and Poaching
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sentence: 3510
flesch: 75
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summary:
  Considering these facts, I think it would be an inexplicable circumstance if water birds did not transport plants to unstocked ponds and streams, situate at very distant points. Both shots were at flying birds.


id: 21574
author: Marryat, Frederick
title: The Poacher; Or, Joseph Rushbrook
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flesch: 77
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summary:
  We have now wound up the history of little Joey Rushbrook, the poacher. Our readers will acknowledge that little Joey was placed in a very dangerous position; it is true that he was not aware that he was doing wrong in assisting his father; nevertheless, being a reflective boy, it did sometimes occur to him that it was odd that what was right should be done so secretly; and he attempted to make out how it was that the birds that flew about everywhere, and appeared to belong to every one, might not be shot in the open day.


