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If one wanted 234 a place to store boxes in, and looked into that room, one would exclaim dubiously, "Well, it might do for glass and china!"
— from Journeys in Persia and Kurdistan, Volume 1 (of 2) Including a Summer in the Upper Karun Region and a Visit to the Nestorian Rayahs by Isabella L. (Isabella Lucy) Bird
Gen. Butler issued an order calling for volunteers for fatigue duty upon his famous Dutch Gap Canal, offering eight cents an hour extra pay and two rations of whisky each day.
— from The Old Sixth Regiment, Its War Record, 1861-5 by Charles K. Cadwell
A small quantity was fed to stock; a somewhat larger quantity was composted with stable manure and used for fertilizer; but the greater part was left to rot or was even dumped into the streams which ran the gins.
— from The New South: A Chronicle of Social and Industrial Evolution by Holland Thompson
Yes; these are emotions, over which satiety has no power, and the recollection of which, even disappointment cannot disenchant; but they do not exist without self-denial.
— from The Love Letters of Mary Wollstonecraft to Gilbert Imlay by Mary Wollstonecraft
Couples were footing the polka called "The Kisses," famous at public balls, and the rhythm of which each dancer had to mark by kissing his partner.
— from The Rush for the Spoil (La Curée): A Realistic Novel by Émile Zola
If, therefore, a beam that has been rendered conical by a converging lens be sent through the spar so that the central ray of the cone passes along the axis, this ray only will escape double refraction.
— from Six Lectures on Light Delivered In The United States In 1872-1873 by John Tyndall
But both those who only saw the apparent drift as well as those who guessed at the real one were equally determined in their opposition.
— from An Englishman in Paris: Notes and Recollections by Albert D. (Albert Dresden) Vandam
The result of which easy, deft manipulation of a chance meeting being that, ere the memory of his pleasant stroll with her had passed from Paul's somewhat vagrant mind, he was performing the same pilgrimage again under different guidance.
— from Red Rowans by Flora Annie Webster Steel
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