The English Illustrated Magazine, 5 tomasMacmillan and Company, 1888 |
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... as Gay sings ; and three miles and a half or so from Beckhampton the road runs through Wandsditch ( perhaps Wans Dyke will be preferred by etymologists ) , which magnificent earthwork was ,. 100 COACHING DAYS AND COACHING WAYS .
... as Gay sings ; and three miles and a half or so from Beckhampton the road runs through Wandsditch ( perhaps Wans Dyke will be preferred by etymologists ) , which magnificent earthwork was ,. 100 COACHING DAYS AND COACHING WAYS .
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... perhaps , the steady Boswellizing of latter - day Johnsons . All these varieties of the species are very likely flourishing among us . It is pleasing to imagine that some of our leading politicians may be at this moment engaged in a ...
... perhaps , the steady Boswellizing of latter - day Johnsons . All these varieties of the species are very likely flourishing among us . It is pleasing to imagine that some of our leading politicians may be at this moment engaged in a ...
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... Perhaps you won't mind putting of your foot between them , lest in the jolting of the van the stove should crack the pot . I might shove in straw , but then in going up hill the heavy articles will work back'ards , and in going down ...
... Perhaps you won't mind putting of your foot between them , lest in the jolting of the van the stove should crack the pot . I might shove in straw , but then in going up hill the heavy articles will work back'ards , and in going down ...
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... Perhaps , like the Ostrich , the bird imagines that it is not seen ; but the habit is fatal to individuals in con- finement , as we can testify from the history of two in our possession . One of them used to crouch on the gravel paths ...
... Perhaps , like the Ostrich , the bird imagines that it is not seen ; but the habit is fatal to individuals in con- finement , as we can testify from the history of two in our possession . One of them used to crouch on the gravel paths ...
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... Perhaps , " the girl murmured , as he held her hand at parting , " perhaps you will let us hear how you are getting on ? We shall be anxious - father and I ; and if you have time to write - to write a line or two , father will 66 I will ...
... Perhaps , " the girl murmured , as he held her hand at parting , " perhaps you will let us hear how you are getting on ? We shall be anxious - father and I ; and if you have time to write - to write a line or two , father will 66 I will ...
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