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Word: logged (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1880-1889
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...stayed at a respectful distance, gazing on his fair one's house. After a little - could he believe his luck? - the girl herself came from the house, and walked slowly into the forest. Ching naturally followed her. He found her with her face buried on a mossy log, while the convulsive sobs shook her form...

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

...development. You feel like a horse in a tread-mill. A shout comes from the shore, "Keep going and you're all right." But you are painfully conscious that you can't keep going forever; that you were never designed for perpetual rotation. You are convinced that this particular log has some old-time grudge against you which it is bound to pay off now with your destruction. There is another of less truculent aspect within three feet of you. You determine to trust to its mercies. But to jump to it would be folly, for you could never...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: LOGOMACHY. | 10/14/1881 | See Source »

Blithely they spring from log to log, and the blood tingles in the proud cheek of Diggles. What if Washington did cross the Delaware on the ice, was not this...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: LOGOMACHY. | 10/14/1881 | See Source »

...shrill cry puts an end to his wild fancies, and turning, he sees his girl alternately lifting up and putting down her feet like a miniature quartzmill, while the log on which she is trying to stand performs a series of swift revolutions. Diggles madly rushes to her assistance; will he be too late? Her head swims, her brain reels. Why did she trust him? Alas! why did she trust him? Faster and faster turns the log; faster and faster twinkle the maiden's feet. A slide, a splash, a faintly gurgled "Diggles!" and the dark waters close over...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: LOGOMACHY. | 10/14/1881 | See Source »

Diggles was almost there. In fact, he was on the next log. The maiden seized this as she went down, and Mr. Diggles - suddenly decided he could be of more assistance in the water. This, for some reason, struck the Amherst man as funny, quite irresistibly funny, and he was seized with an uncontrollable desire to laugh. But his log became restless and he - went to help Mr. Diggles in getting out the young lady...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: LOGOMACHY. | 10/14/1881 | See Source »

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