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Word: felting (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1880-1889
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...from being terrified, I felt amused at this action so characteristic; it reminded me again of a parent's gayly decking his infant before burying it in the mould. I became gay, and laughed at the conceit. I looked at the crowd for an answering laugh, but heard...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: ? | 4/23/1880 | See Source »

...laid my head upon the block. Not even then was I awed by the moment. I felt my pulse. It was beating regularly and firmly. With my hand I held up a lock of hair at the back of my neck, so that the blow might be a clean one; and then I waited...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: ? | 4/23/1880 | See Source »

...this small power of speculation still clung to the head, even when severed from the trunk; that the ghosts, as it were, of former senses, loath to depart, still hovered about me? And it diverted me that the faculty for punning should of all be the most tenacious. I felt a new ambition, - to retain my faculties as long as possible. I determined that by mere force of will I would prevent them from leaving...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: ? | 4/23/1880 | See Source »

...lock of hair. I moved slightly. Then I grew impatient. I arose and stretched myself, as though I had just awaked from a deep sleep. I descended from the platform. The people made way for me as I passed. I was not decided what to do. I felt provoked that I had been kept so long. I walked slowly on, past my familiar haunts. Some children that were playing in the street turned at hearing my step. On seeing me they screamed and rushed away. I was grieved, for I had before been a favorite with children. My experiences have...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: ? | 4/23/1880 | See Source »

...leaned with folded arms against the door and watched her. From my position I could see merely her side face. The clock on the mantelpiece struck the hour, but she stirred not. I wished to see the book she was reading. I speculated as to what it was. I felt that I must see her face, must see the book. I made a movement to change my position. She must have heard me, for she started, looked up; then with a cry of "Horrors!" she fell forward fainting upon the floor. I turned my back and - smiled...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: ? | 4/23/1880 | See Source »

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