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Dates: during 1873-1873
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Grinning and gibbering round your bed...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: A TALE OF FARGEAU. | 4/18/1873 | See Source »

...bed through that evening; the poor creature fitfully snoozed...

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

...allowed to burn till eleven o'clock is a tacit acknowledgment that the convenience of those who pass through the halls ought to be provided for. There is no reason that the gas should be put out at eleven, rather than at nine or ten; for few go to bed so early, and most find it natural to get their water and coal after everything else has been done. We do not lay much stress upon the danger that any one may tumble down stairs and break his neck; but, from personal experience, we know that it is very exasperating...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: No Headline | 2/21/1873 | See Source »

...what." I replied, "Loafers," and asked him if he did n't think they were a nuisance. He assented, and remarked that it was surprising how we agreed in most of our opinions. I said no more. Coming home rather late one evening, I was astonished to find my bed occupied. At first I was uncertain whether or no I might not be deceived by an abnormal condition of some of my senses, but as soon as I struck a light he exclaimed, "Ah, Jack, is that you?" I answered in no very pleasant tone that as near...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: OUR GUESTS. | 2/21/1873 | See Source »

...next morning about "thim nasty empty bottles" - "nasty" to her, I fear, because they were empty - and the broken glass trodden into the carpet. And as I think the matter over, I remember that Jones said something about its not being right to allow somebody to go to bed alone; that somebody chased Jones around the room, and finally threw a boot at his head as he disappeared through the door. All this is a little misty; but what followed is much clearer. I remember I sank into an arm-chair by the fire with no definite purpose in mind...

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

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