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A Chosen Few

Auhtor: Frank Stockton

Language: english
Published: 1895

Genres:

short story collection,  fiction and literature
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Review by Joanna Daneman, January 2005


Rating: (***)
Copyright: Public Domain in the U.S.
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Excerpts from the Book 'A Chosen Few':

... or seven miles to see the sun set behind some low mountains to the west of the town. Most of our walk had been along a hard, smooth highway, and then ...
... It seemed to us that, in marrying Ja Gilbert, Herbert would secure for himself, in the very beginning of his career, the most important element of ...
... look on the face of one of the boys but of this I am not sure, and I heard no cries. I still floated, dangling, down the street. What was to be ...
... I know what kind of a man you are.. Mr. Rooper did not return the compliment. I don't wonder your sister ain't satisfied with you, he said, for ...
... voice, not loud, but clear and distinct, and it said Asaph.. This word sent through Mr. Rooper a gentle thrill such as he did not remember ever ...
... streaming through a break in the branches above, illuminating and emphasizing and exaggerating his extreme shabbiness. The doctor had never seen Asaph, ...
... under the tree. What could she do to delay the doctor. She did not offer to take leave of him, but stood looking upon the floor. It seemed a shame to ...
... my question, now I'll answer yours. Asaph Scantle, no longer ago than day before yesterday, after hearin' that things wasn't goin' very well with ...
... I've knowed you for nearly a year, and now, bein' on the way to leave what's been my happy home, I couldn't keep the truth from you no longer. And ...
... to me to find him in such a condition of poverty and squalor, and to see a man who had originated the Conundrum of the Anvil reduced to the soul-depressing ...
... was half-past one by the clock in the office of the Registrar of Woes. The room was empty, for it was Wednesday, and the Registrar always went home ...
... your book.. At Anster, perhaps. said the Shipwreck Clerk, closing the volume and turning round again. Can't say about that, replied the other. ...
... of the furniture, which was screwed fast, until we reached the bulkhead, which was now the floor of the cabin. Close to this bulkhead was a small ...
... ship was in its proper position, and which were only used in very bad, cold weather. These we pulled to and fastened tight, thus having a double protection ...
... up the hill quite easily, and soon reached his cottage door. Old Pipes gave each of the three children a copper coin, and then they sat down for a few ...
... as Old Pipes carried him rapidly along, if he persuades the Dryad to get into a tree-and she is quite foolish enough to do it-and then goes away ...
... succeeded to the anxiety of his countenance. Two years and a half. I exclaimed. I don't understand you.. It is fully that length of time, ...
... she had gone. Here was the end of the world for me. I turned fiercely to the ghost. Wretched existence. I cried. You have ruined everything. ...
... the others. Let us go near it.. We drew near to the balcony and stood before it. At this the figure raised its head and looked at us. It was beautiful, ...
... up the store. Miss Stone, said he to a young lady, show this gentleman some red calico.. What shade do you want. asked Miss Stone. I showed ...