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Dates: during 1870-1879
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...trodden on the edge of dangerous and unknown truths preferred, - two cupfuls of platitudes, four cupfuls of conceit; then add two pounds of feeling allusions to the effect that the great majority of your friends never use soap and water, and don't know enough to open their bedroom windows at night. Garnish the dish with "it seems to me," and sprinkle freely with the pronoun I. Serve with grandiloquence and bombast...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: TO MAKE AN AFTER-DINNER SPEECH. | 12/5/1879 | See Source »

...seemed as I waited for the entrance of the burglar. I could feel the wind blow in through the cracks in the window; it wasn't comfortable. But at last a dexterous turn threw the bolt, and the door opened. A dark form crossed the room and entered my bedroom, shutting the door carefully. I came out into the room, my chum did the same; we seized our canes from the chandelier, and I lighted...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: 'T WAS MIDNIGHT. | 10/26/1877 | See Source »

...chum said nothing. He went into his bedroom and took the key from that door. He then tiptoed to the burglar's fortress, and pushed the key into the key-hole. We heard a key drop on the other side...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: 'T WAS MIDNIGHT. | 10/26/1877 | See Source »

...grating in the lock; but, as the latch was up, the key did n't turn, so it was taken out, and the goody, for she it was, opened the door in the way that anybody else would have tried at first. She glided into the bedroom with a subdued "Good morning, sir," and reappeared with great promptness, having passed the not too long period of one minute and thirty seconds (when out of sight she is a marvel of quickness) in arranging my bedroom...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: HOSPITALITY AT MONTREAL. | 10/29/1875 | See Source »

...sort of infant prodigy in the mustache business, and remember very well how my mother once sent me, when a little boy, from the dining-room back to my bedroom, to wash my upper lip. She is near-sighted, but discovered her mistake afterwards. I began soon after that to take a regular shave, at first once a month, then gradually the interval was diminished to a fortnight, a week, and finally half a week. The more I cut off the down the faster and thicker it grew; and as I am averse to all duties that have...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: MY MUSTACHE. | 3/26/1875 | See Source »

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