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...engaged. I replied "No without raising my eyes from my book. A female sat down beside me. A few minutes passed by in silence, when the woman sighed heavily. Now if there is one thing more than another which affects me, it is a woman's sighs (pity the pun). I dropped my book and looked. Heavens! What a vision! Beautiful light brown hair, very dark brown eyes, perfect features, and a figure that would have thrown all the Venuses of Milo in the shade. My ideal was realized, for that she was a country girl, the basket which...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: MY CASTLE IN THE AIR. | 10/15/1880 | See Source »

...preceding years; but instead of that I found myself attempting some jingling nurseryrhyme, and was vexed because there was one note which I could not catch. I thought of the axe, and tried to imagine the blood spurting out over it. But I discovered that I was endeavoring to pun upon the word. I was feeling particularly well pleased with "reaction," when my thoughts took another turn, and I began to wonder why it was that I was able to think at all. Or was it that this small power of speculation still clung to the head, even when severed...

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

...could not help pitying the poor Chinaman, who presented a most woful appearance. His sad story is soon told. True to the instinct of a foreigner, he had made a pun in his Fine Arts Lecture. The fellows endeavored to show their appreciation by a thundering wooding-up and yells of applause. This seeming derision was too much for the hot blood of the Eastern Despot, - he sailed for the rabble. . . . The pieces of pigtail and silk trousers which hang as trophies in rooms of Seniors and Juniors might suggest his appearance as he came on the field...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: TRIALS OF COLLEGE LIFE. | 3/19/1880 | See Source »

...Jove, you know, what - aw - bad pun, Chalky," exclaimed Sir Philip. "Let us have some cold tea - aw - and a new deal. My deal, you know." He dealt, and I regret to say, stacked the cards in a painfully amateurish way. I could tell what he was at all across the table. He produced two aces from his sleeve, too, but made a mistake in his deal, as he soon discovered...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: THE HALL OF MEMORIES. | 2/20/1880 | See Source »

...made, as much as twice a day, A pun...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: AFTER CALVERLEY. | 1/24/1879 | See Source »

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