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id: 51335
author: Neville, Kris
title: Fresh Air Fiend
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words: 4673
sentence: 408
flesch: 92
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summary:
  He tried to signal Hertha to help him, but she was across the room with her back to him, her hands fumbling with a bowl of dark, syrupy medicine. Hertha, he said.


id: 44914
author: Craik, Georgiana M. (Georgiana Marion)
title: Bow-Wow and Mew-Mew
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words: 9336
sentence: 699
flesch: 103
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summary:
  Now if I had a real home, Mew-Mew would say, I would have a lot of young cats in it. Mew-Mew would spring up like a shot.


id: 18496
author: Johnston, Annie F. (Annie Fellows)
title: Big Brother
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words: 11561
sentence: 720
flesch: 88
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summary:
  But he thought of little Robin fifteen miles away, crying at the strange faces around him; and for his sake he stumbled bravely on. If she never found any tracks of little bare feet on the freshly scrubbed kitchen floor, it was because his watchful eyes had spied them first, and he had wiped away every trace.


id: 27251
author: Richards, Laura Elizabeth Howe
title: "Some Say"; Neighbours in Cyrus
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words: 16076
sentence: 884
flesch: 88
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summary:
  She and Miss Peace were the rival seamstresses of Cyrus Village; that is, they would have been rivals, if Mrs. Means had had her way; but rivalry was impossible where Anne Peace was one of the parties. Miss Peace was a little plump, partridge-like woman, with lovely waving brown hair, and twinkling brown eyes.


id: 28385
author: Jackson, Helen Hunt
title: The Hunter Cats of Connorloa
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words: 18176
sentence: 1032
flesch: 91
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summary:
  Moreover, Jim had been a servant in Mr. Connor's father's house all his life; had taken care of Mr. Connor and his sister when they were a little boy and girl together, just as Jusy and Rea were now. The truth was, Rea looked so much like her mother, that it was almost more than Mr. Connor could bear when he first saw her; and her voice also was like her mother's.


id: 31556
author: Otis, James
title: Dick in the Desert
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words: 18726
sentence: 723
flesch: 79
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summary:
  There is no reason why you should spend the time in trying to get food for us, Dick dear. Across the desert alone! A boy like me ought to be able to do it, and-- Your father hasn't a penny, Dick dear.


id: 45666
author: Malet, Lucas
title: Little Peter: A Christmas Morality for Children of any Age
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words: 28701
sentence: 1470
flesch: 86
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summary:
  Now, to tell the truth, poor little Peter was becoming rather confused and nervous, with all this wild, incomprehensible talk of the charcoal-burner's. Poor little Peter had lain just like that, quite still and quiet, in bed ever since his father and the charcoal-burner had placed him there when they had got home from that terrible walk in the snow, about four o'clock in the morning.


id: 12476
author: Harraden, Beatrice
title: Ships That Pass in the Night
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words: 38080
sentence: 2777
flesch: 88
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summary:
  She was always in earnest; life for little Bernardine meant something serious. At last Bernardine rose, and the Disagreeable Man rose too.


id: 43131
author: Molesworth, Mrs.
title: Mary: A Nursery Story for Very Little Children
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words: 37641
sentence: 2290
flesch: 94
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summary:
  You could say `baby Mary,' said Mary, who did not like to be called a silly girl. Mamma looked quite startled when she saw poor Mary all in tears, but Mary soon got happy again when she felt her own dear mamma's hand clasping hers firmly.


id: 15630
author: Wiggin, Kate Douglas Smith
title: Polly Oliver's Problem
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words: 44154
sentence: 2072
flesch: 81
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summary:
  Persuasion bore no fruit, and for a long time Miss Polly ate in solitary grandeur. It is said that Rudyard Kipling considers Polly Oliver one of the most delightful of all girl-heroines; and Mrs. Wiggin really hopes some day to see the Hospital Story Hour carried out in real life.


id: 30860
author: Paull, George A., Mrs.
title: Ruby at School
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words: 52761
sentence: 2101
flesch: 84
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summary:
  Ruby's mamma could not help worrying about her little girl, and while naughty little Ruby was curled up in her blankets, sleeping as sweetly as a little bird in its nest, her mamma was listening to the wheels of the doctor's buggy, rolling out of the yard, with a beating heart, and wondering what had happened to the little girl who had gone to bed not two hours ago. CHAPTER V. BOARDING-SCHOOL. Take Ruby to school with you? repeated Dr. Harper in surprise.


id: 34045
author: Molesworth, Mrs.
title: A Christmas Child: A Sketch of a Boy-Life
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words: 50036
sentence: 2447
flesch: 87
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summary:
  Ah yes, little Ted was in the right--the world _is_ a very pretty place, and a baby boy whose special corner of it is where his was, is a very lucky little person, notwithstanding the pains and grievances of babyhood. It was for a long time very difficult for him to believe that it could ever be angry and raging and wild, as he used to hear said, for of course on wet or stormy days little Ted never went down to the shore, but stayed at home in his own warm nursery.


id: 39567
author: Molesworth, Mrs.
title: Two Little Waifs
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words: 56181
sentence: 5296
flesch: 92
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summary:
  Mast, corrected Mrs. Lacy; yes, it's taller than you, little Gladys, though you are beginning to grow very fast! Something in the words, simple as they were, or more perhaps in the tone, made little Gladys suddenly turn away.


id: 46762
author: Mathews, Joanna H. (Joanna Hooe)
title: Bessie and Her Friends
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words: 63962
sentence: 2783
flesch: 84
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summary:
  No; she's 'most a stranger to me, and the scared girl didn't mention no names, only said little Bessie was missin'. They talked a while longer of little Bessie and her pretty ways and her friend, the colonel; and then Mrs. Granby carried Willie and Jennie off to bed.


id: 41641
author: Coolidge, Susan
title: Just Sixteen.
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words: 62070
sentence: 3495
flesch: 86
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summary:
  She saw her mother, still a young woman then, and pretty with the faded elegance which had been her characteristic, weighing the sugar and plums, and slicing the citron, while her own daring little hands plied the chopper in that very bowl. You are embalmed in the thoughts and loves of thousands of little men and women._--EXCHANGE.


id: 41708
author: Otis, James
title: Jack the Hunchback: A Story of Adventure on the Coast of Maine
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words: 68778
sentence: 3129
flesch: 81
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summary:
  This was rather more than meek little Aunt Nancy could endure; but she succeeded in checking the angry words, and rose from her chair to intimate that the interview was at an end. Dressing hurriedly, he went downstairs in time to do a portion of the work, and when the milk was brought into the house after old crumple horn had been driven to pasture, Aunt Nancy asked,-- Do you think you could take care of Louis a little while this forenoon?


id: 8413
author: Thurston, I. T. (Ida Treadwell)
title: The Bishop's Shadow
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words: 70347
sentence: 3752
flesch: 89
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summary:
  There were not many women in the number gathered there, and the few who were there were of the lowest sort, but men and boys--largely tramps, roughs and street boys--were there in countless numbers, mingled with not a few of the better class. She was thinking how hard she tried to bring up her children to be good boys and girls, and yet they were not always good.


id: 48228
author: Carey, Rosa Nouchette
title: Averil
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words: 68834
sentence: 4832
flesch: 88
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summary:
  No one who had seen Averil Willmot for the first time would have guessed her age; in reality she was seven-and-twenty, but her diminutive stature, which scarcely equaled that of a well-grown child of twelve, often made people think her much younger; and her face, in spite of the cast of melancholy that was always perceptible, was singularly youthful. One afternoon, about a fortnight after Averil Willmot had paid her visit to Lincoln's Inn, Mr. Harland stood on the deck of the small steamer in the gay port of Dinan, looking with amused eyes on the motley group collected on the quay.


id: 14488
author: Finley, Martha
title: Elsie's Kith and Kin
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words: 75384
sentence: 3837
flesch: 85
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summary:
  Perhaps they may, said the captain, if she is good: good children are not apt to be forgotten or neglected, and I hope mine are all going to be such. Jes' pow'ful cross dis hyar mawnin', Miss Zoe, was the reply, in a tone of disgust.


id: 21301
author: Fenn, George Manville
title: Bunyip Land: A Story of Adventure in New Guinea
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words: 106413
sentence: 4995
flesch: 85
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summary:
  Jimmy tink doctor somewhere right long--big hill. Jimmy see Mass Joe fader, cried the black indignantly.


id: 40102
author: Hocking, Joseph
title: The Passion for Life
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words: 112948
sentence: 7225
flesch: 88
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summary:
  The rest of the audience was made up of women and older men. few young men, not more than a score in all.


id: 21108
author: Hutcheson, John C. (John Conroy)
title: Fritz and Eric The Brother Crusoes
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words: 121782
sentence: 4079
flesch: 70
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summary:
  I fear not, most worthy lady, replied the little man in a tone of great concern; but, from the look on his face and the brisk way in which he still continued to rub his hands together, it might have been surmised that the prolonged absence of poor Fritz from his home would not affect him much,--in fact, that he would be rather pleased by such a contingency than not. I believe he would be glad to keep poor Fritz away if he could.


id: 21363
author: Fenn, George Manville
title: Quicksilver: The Boy With No Skid to His Wheel
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words: 119713
sentence: 7142
flesch: 90
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summary:
  She nodded pleasantly, and went down the steps, leaving Dexter face to face with the footman, who had become possessed of the news of the young guest's quality from no less a personage than Master Edgar himself. Oh, my name, cried Dexter, Obed Cole--I mean Dexter Grayson.


id: 27618
author: Warner, Susan
title: The End of a Coil
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words: 170843
sentence: 12128
flesch: 91
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summary:
  Mr. Copley could run down there any day (so could he); and Mrs. Copley would be in excellent air, with beautiful surroundings. All this was said in a breath, in a rush and hurry, at the moment of taking leave; the luggage was on board, Rupert was looking after it, Mr. St. Leger's elegant figure was just stepping across the gangway; and Mr. Copley kissed and shook hands and was off, with a word to Lawrence as he passed, before Mrs. Copley or Dolly could throw in more than an exclamation of dismay to stop him. Stop him!


