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Dates: during 1873-1873
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...other day he heard the unmistakable knock, and with a groan called out "Come in," when a young but dilapidated female entered. With many tears she told the ancient and somewhat threadbare story of the hard-hearted judge sentencing the innocent husband to the congenial labor of shoemaking for the benefit of the Commonwealth, and leaving her with fifteen small children to provide for. How could the husband of such a devoted woman be guilty of any crime? But Jones was too wise to be caught, and, steeling his heart, he tried to crush her by his formula: "It would...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: CHARITY. | 4/4/1873 | See Source »

...through more than a century. Its past history puts it in the foremost rank of literary societies, but its future is ours to make or mar. It is incumbent on the present members, therefore, and those soon to follow, to guard against any weak reliance on its ancient reputation. Let the advantages of membership exist not solely in name, as we too often hear it said they do, but let each member take a pride in keeping up the standard of its former literary excellence...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: THE INSTITUTE OF 1770. | 4/4/1873 | See Source »

...ancient times when beasts could talk...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: A FABLE. | 3/21/1873 | See Source »

...late, however, the system has been gradually changing. Literary Ruskins have begun to turn their attention to the education of the classic world, to revolutionize the old system of reading and enjoying works of ancient genius, to replace it by their new method of parsing and dissecting them...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: LITERARY RUSKINISM. | 2/21/1873 | See Source »

Without any questions from me he began telling story after story, holding me spell-bound, as the Ancient Mariner held the wedding-guest "with his glittering eye." In fact, this eye is all I can distinctly remember about him, for his body seemed ghost-like and unreal enough. It was like the eye of any old man, weak and watery, while he described my Hollis room as he knew it once with its sanded floor and two wooden chairs; or while he pictured the Yard with its five buildings, deserted but for an occasional boy in a long, bag-tailed...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: MY SPIRIT CHUM. | 2/7/1873 | See Source »

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