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Where is the Other? – A Reverie.

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“JANE, JANE! George is coming down to spend three weeks here—it will be so jolly! And he’s going to bring his brother too. You must make us some sailors out of dolls for our yacht; mother will give us the … Continue reading

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The Ghost’s Night-Cap

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Just thirty years ago—that is to say in the month of November, l829 —an English family, named Daubville, was in occupation of an old Italian villa on the Leghorn Hills. It is to be regretted that the Daubvilles wrote “Honourable” … Continue reading

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COMEDY and TRAGEDY.

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By W. S. Gilbert.* * The author has taken steps to reserve to himself the right of dramatizing this story. In 1745, Mdlle. Céline was “leading lady” at the Theatre Francais. She was a very beautiful woman, twenty-five years old, … Continue reading

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The Broken NECKLACE: a Love Story

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By Marie BANCROFT. YEARS ago, in a small country theatre, where my father was engaged, I was considered by the manager a very clever child, and in children’s parts had become a pet with the audience. Attractions must have been at … Continue reading

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The Stage DOOR KEEPER.

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By clement W. SCOTT. A MEAN and narrow opening in an unromantic wall — an entrance less pretentious than any that can be found at the side of a factory gate — an approach difficult to find, hidden up a blind … Continue reading

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EVAN HARRINGTON or, He Would Be A Gentleman.

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BY GEORGE MEREDITH. Chapter XXVII A Exhibits Rose’s generalship; Evan’s performance on the second fiddle; AND THE wretchedness OF THE COUNTESS. We left Rose and Evan on their way to Lady Jocelyn. At the library-door Rose turned to him, and … Continue reading

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A STORY-TELLING PARTY.

BEING A RECITAL OF CERTAIN MISERABLE DAYS AND NIGHTS PASSED, WHEREWITH TO WARM THE HEART OP THE CHRISTMAS SEASON. We are six — seven would have made the announcement a poetical quotation; but one is wanting, and we remain a … Continue reading

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