Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, 118. köideW. Blackwood & Sons, 1875 |
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... rest for the cue , this was a new form of bliss . But the happiest hour must have an end . The second game finished , Miss Cunningham , placing her fair arms on her father's shoulders , greeted him with a kiss on either cheek , and ...
... rest for the cue , this was a new form of bliss . But the happiest hour must have an end . The second game finished , Miss Cunningham , placing her fair arms on her father's shoulders , greeted him with a kiss on either cheek , and ...
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... rest and change . I daresay a month at Patánpoor may do all that is needed ; at any rate it will be time to think of a season in the hills if this little trip fails to set him up . On what day do you think of going away ? " 66 Going ...
... rest and change . I daresay a month at Patánpoor may do all that is needed ; at any rate it will be time to think of a season in the hills if this little trip fails to set him up . On what day do you think of going away ? " 66 Going ...
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... rest of it ; hermetically - sealed soups and claret- cup poured out like water . Ted's been going it , and no mistake . Pity he's got such a short tether of the office ! " " Yes , indeed , " said Yorke , try- ing to assume an air of ...
... rest of it ; hermetically - sealed soups and claret- cup poured out like water . Ted's been going it , and no mistake . Pity he's got such a short tether of the office ! " " Yes , indeed , " said Yorke , try- ing to assume an air of ...
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... rest- ed by the wayside after a drive to some spot of interest in the neigh- bourhood ; but Falkland was not a man to talk much about himself , or indeed to talk much about any thing , and the conversation usually turned upon the ...
... rest- ed by the wayside after a drive to some spot of interest in the neigh- bourhood ; but Falkland was not a man to talk much about himself , or indeed to talk much about any thing , and the conversation usually turned upon the ...
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... rest . He might have spared His father's hobby for a year or two . Or - there's a gardener's face that's new to me— ' Twas he , no doubt , not Richard , that despoiled My walls of that luxuriant coronal I wreathed upon their brows . I ...
... rest . He might have spared His father's hobby for a year or two . Or - there's a gardener's face that's new to me— ' Twas he , no doubt , not Richard , that despoiled My walls of that luxuriant coronal I wreathed upon their brows . I ...
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