A long time ago I read an apparently simple story which has helped me frequently in my criminalistic work.
— from Criminal Psychology: A Manual for Judges, Practitioners, and Students by Hans Gross
But I think it will be splendid to have a lady teacher, and I really don’t see how I’m going to live through the two weeks before school begins.
— from Anne of Green Gables by L. M. (Lucy Maud) Montgomery
And now from the ashes of the fire two names arise, which in after years, when their owners shall have passed away, will live in the hearts of the people, and leave there an imperishable record.
— from The Story of the Great Fire in St. John, N.B., June 20th, 1877 by George Stewart
"I'm afraid I'll have to stay here a long time, and I really ought to be going on."
— from Uncle Wiggily's Travels by Howard Roger Garis
But his habit of gentle stoicism prevailed, and he only paused a little, then added, "I reckon we better not do that—I reckon we couldn't very well.
— from The Wiving of Lance Cleaverage by Alice MacGowan
[Pg 218] notes a legal tender, and in reliance upon that declaration.
— from Monopolies and the People by D. C. Cloud
This curious specimen of political botany turned out to consist of a gracious declaration that all persons who should desist from rebellion and lend their “aid in restoring tranquillity” would receive full and free pardon from their sovereign lord the king.
— from The American Revolution by John Fiske
Or, to put it into another language, the Apostle is regarding Christian people here as members of society, and exhorting them to a certain course of conduct in reference to plain and palpable existing evils around them.
— from Expositions of Holy Scripture Ephesians; Epistles of St. Peter and St. John by Alexander Maclaren
I don't want to rake up old scandals, but she was Russian, and she lived, a long time ago, in Rome, and she was unhappy with her husband, whom I always liked, and thought extremely comme il faut , but they were not suited."
— from Overlooked by Maurice Baring
"A long time ago I remember to have read, somewhere, of a certain grass in this region that possessed peculiar narcotic properties—" "What's narcotic?" interrupted Stacy.
— from The Pony Rider Boys in New Mexico; Or, The End of the Silver Trail by Frank Gee Patchin
Something sinister in his smile struck me at that moment as it had not done for a long time, and I resolved to go more seldom to the office.
— from Saxe Holm's Stories First Series by Helen Hunt Jackson
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