A Lovable Crank: Or, More Leaves from the Roses

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Dodd, Mead, 1898 - 346 pages
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Page 276 - When I was a lad I served a term As office boy to an attorney's firm. I cleaned the windows and I swept the floor, And I polished up the handle of the big front door. I polished up that handle so carefullee That now I am the Ruler of the Queen's Navee ! As office boy I made such a mark That they gave me the post of a junior clerk.
Page 271 - The glories of it, the pride of it, the salary pertaining to it, and all that moved me deeply, and I made up my mind then and there that I would reach it.
Page 262 - And I heard him sing and say, The noon is bright, but soon the night Will come, the grave of the day. Then I smiled to hear his woful song, And sent these words their way — The noon is bright, but the blackest night Cradles another day.
Page 262 - A sorrower went his way along, And I heard him sing and say : 'The noon is bright, but soon the night Will come — the grave of day.' Then I smiled to hear his woful song, And sent this word for nay : ' The noon is bright, but the blackest night Cradles another, another day.
Page 114 - He drew a letter from his pocket as he spoke, and handed it to Stretton. ' I was to give you this,' he said. Stretton looked at the handwriting and nodded. ' Thank you,
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Page 267 - ... as if she had all the cares of the world on her shoulders.
Page 120 - For the life of me, I can't understand what you see in that conceited little as — creature. Even the old woman and her cow seem more in the fitness of things. And you 're a sly one, too...
Page 14 - Well, monsieur, what do you propose ? What is your plan ? ' ' "I am in your hands," replied the duke, who was quite clever enough to know a good thing when he saw it. He had all...
Page 329 - Papa was walking restlessly up and down the room, with bent head, his hands behind his back.

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