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Bayard Taylor
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Bayard Taylor
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The Unknown Student / Bayard Taylor
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Ha! spears on Gmunden's meadows green, And banners on the wood-crowned height! Rank after rank, their helmets' sheen Sen...
Who Was She? / Bayard Taylor
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Come, now, there may as well be an end of this! Every time I meet your eyes squarely, I detect the question just slipping out of them....
Twin Love / Bayard Taylor
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When John Vincent, after waiting twelve years, married Phebe Etheridge, the whole neighborhood experienced that sense of relief and sa...
The Strange Friend / Bayard Taylor
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It would have required an intimate familiarity with the habitual demeanor of the people of Londongrove to detect in them an access of ...
The Experiences of the A. C. / Bayard Taylor
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Bridgeport! Change cars for the Naugatuck Railroad!" shouted the conductor of the New York and Boston Express Train, on the eveni...
Mrs. Strongitharm's Report / Bayard Taylor
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Mr. Editor,--If you ever read the "Burroak Banner" (which you will find among your exchanges, as the editor publishes your p...
Miss Bartram's Trouble / Bayard Taylor
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I. It was a day of unusual excitement at the Rambo farm-house. On the farm, it is true, all things were in their accustomed order,...
Jacob Flint's Journey / Bayard Taylor
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If there ever was a man crushed out of all courage, all self- reliance, all comfort in life, it was Jacob Flint. Why this should have ...
Friend Eli's Daughter / Bayard Taylor
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I. The mild May afternoon was drawing to a close, as Friend Eli Mitch- enor reached the top of the long hill, and halted a few...
Can a Life Hide Itself? /
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I had been reading, as is my wont from time to time, one of the many volumes of "The New Pitaval," that singular record of h...
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