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Word: armes (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1880-1889
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...heard his footstep, and started up nervously to find his keen dark eyes fixed on her face. She shrieked, and hid her blue eyes in her trembling hands; but the wicked gleam in them did not escape his notice. He came rapidly forward and seized her by the arm...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: A COPYRIGHT CONGRESS. | 12/20/1881 | See Source »

...this deluge of sentiment. She listened with ever-increasing alarm, until she found a chance to implore, "No more! oh, no more!" But Ching was fairly beside himself; his love told, he prayed her to assure him of its return. He had held her hand; he threw his arm round her waist, drew her to his breast, and bent his lips to hers...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: OUR FIRST FAMILIES. | 11/25/1881 | See Source »

...this bold act Tue, who had been stupefied at Ching's unexpected avowal, started from him in terror, and fled into the forest. Ching, not looking for such an act, had not closed his arm firmly around her. As she melted from his embrace he stood for a moment gazing in vacant surprise at his empty arm; then he gave chase...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: OUR FIRST FAMILIES. | 11/25/1881 | See Source »

...could make out the inscription over the door - Bowsir's Offers, 9 to 1. Thinking that this was heavy odds, and finding it was now half-past three, Henry did not attempt to enter the cave, but was about to pass on when he was grabbed violently by the arm. "???" cried a voice; and he saw a person little older than himself with a note-book and pencil. "Two dollars a year; your name, please...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: THE STORY OF LITTLE HENRY. | 11/11/1881 | See Source »

...pier. I saw by her motions that she was still asleep, still utterly unconscious of the fearful danger. Despite my utmost speed, I was still several hundred feet away. I heard a sound of flying footsteps behind me. I did not look around. I saw only . . . Only a white arm lifted, a white figure fall . . . It was too late! The receding tide bore her swiftly away. I saw for a moment a golden head lifted from the waters, and heard a cry above the noise of the surf. In my despair I sprang forward to the edge of the pier...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: MIRA. | 10/28/1881 | See Source »

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