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The John A. Dix Post of New York comes hither each Decoration Day and garlands with imposing ceremonies his grave and the graves of their comrades.
— from The Hudson Three Centuries of History, Romance and Invention by Wallace Bruce
"Listen to this, Elfreda," she commanded, her eyes dancing. " Dearest and Best-beloved Gracious : "Hark to the lamentations of a Dean from darkest Deanery, now transported to the Grace-haunted region of Overton!
— from Grace Harlowe's Golden Summer by Josephine Chase
On he sped, cleaving the crowd like a flood-tide in Gloucester bay, diving under the first arch that caught his eye, dashing down a lane to an unlit water-way, and plunging across a narrow hump-back bridge which landed him in a black pocket between walls.
— from The Early Short Fiction of Edith Wharton — Part 2 by Edith Wharton
She stood, a scarlet in her cheeks, her eyes dark, deep, and angry.
— from Hagar by Mary Johnston
He came home every day directly after morning lessons, for he was as yet considered too small to take part in the games which were at that time but slightly supervised.
— from The Ffolliots of Redmarley by L. Allen (Lizzie Allen) Harker
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