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Word: wente (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1873-1873
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LAST Monday a thief went through the clothes, left in the boat-house, of those bathing and rowing, and carried off three fine watches, the united value of which is over $600. As heretofore, in similar cases, no effort to detect the thief has succeeded, we hardly dare hope for success this time; and can only warn all our readers to avoid the boat-house, when they have their valuables about them, as they would a real den of thieves...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: No Headline | 6/20/1873 | See Source »

...went, with breaking heart and trembling steps...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: AN INDIAN LEGEND. | 6/13/1873 | See Source »

...have somewhat incapacitated them for hitting Thompson's deceptive slows; and their batting was not nearly as good as it has been in some of the recent games. Hooper and Estabrooks each made a pretty hit. Eustis brought in three men by a hard hit to centre-field which went through the fielder's hands, making a very welcome addition to the score, as he followed them directly on a passed ball by Madigan. Our Nine fielded very well, notwithstanding the slippery ball. Hodges and Kent played without errors. In the first inning Hooper disposed of the King Philips with...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: BASE-BALL. | 6/13/1873 | See Source »

...Went to the burlesque again to-night. More bouquets and melting glances from her languishing orbs in return. I applied at the stage door and sent in my card. She refused me an interview. Despair! Tried to drown sorrow after the most approved fashion. Missed the last car in consequence. Smith and Brown said they liked nothing better than walking out of a moonlight night, and watching the reflection of the-lunar rays in the water as they crossed the bridge. I know it was raining hard, and the reflection was only that of the street-lamp shining...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: JONES'S DIARY. | 6/2/1873 | See Source »

...serious an air upon my little attempts at conversation, that I had come to revere him exceedingly. But one memorable evening my idol fell from his lofty pedestal. I saw him descend to the telling of jokes, and to would-be imitation of a funny character. Alas! I went home that night with "Ilium fuit," "Ilium fuit," ringing in my ears, varied now and then with the more modern refrain of "Babylon is fallen." Years have passed since then, but the event still awakens painful echoes in my memory...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: THE DIGNITY OF SILENCE. | 6/2/1873 | See Source »

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