Sartain's Union Magazine of Literature and Art, Bind 111965 |
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Side 50
... looked for the blush , and it came . Perhaps , only because he looked for it ; however , Fred looked for it , too , and saw it . The fan lay still , and no new plans were heard in the next minute or two ; but Fred is a gentleman ...
... looked for the blush , and it came . Perhaps , only because he looked for it ; however , Fred looked for it , too , and saw it . The fan lay still , and no new plans were heard in the next minute or two ; but Fred is a gentleman ...
Side 53
... looked at her horse . She looked at all the horses . She saw one faded old fellow amble a little , sideways , and then make an awkward little plunge at coltish vivacity , all done at the sugges- tion of his mischievous rider . 66 ...
... looked at her horse . She looked at all the horses . She saw one faded old fellow amble a little , sideways , and then make an awkward little plunge at coltish vivacity , all done at the sugges- tion of his mischievous rider . 66 ...
Side 55
... looked , on whose back we stood ! Hew ! I would not go up there again , and , at the same time , I would not part with the memory of yesterday , for all this world and the kingdoms thereof . I don't suppose there was ever so good a din ...
... looked , on whose back we stood ! Hew ! I would not go up there again , and , at the same time , I would not part with the memory of yesterday , for all this world and the kingdoms thereof . I don't suppose there was ever so good a din ...
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