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... SHORT STORY. TIM FATS OF General Gilbert De Metier. Marquis fie La Fayette, possessed at Auvergne his old family chateau. Chsvaniiie—a huge, stroagly-linilt, clumsy, and characterless pile. Not far away ,use rugged cliffs, covered by a tall growth of ...

... SHORT STORY. THE CHARITY k AUL I Irma engaged to Evelyn Lee. How vweet was. How fair, how true a women. So better a woman. I kept saying t yself, thaa Edith M a, to whom I had ia the same tem . Edith jilti4 me when it became kis,wii that money 1 ezpcited ...

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... SHORT STORY. THIRD PERSON SINGULAR. Both Copley and Loftus have long honoured me with their confidences. Even when we were chums at school 1 was the repository of their secrets, the mediator in their quarrels. It was one day when I sat counting chimney-pots ...

... SHORT STORY. A LORD IN DISGUISE. Of eourse it was very wrong of her, for we all know that you should not talk to gentlemen who have not been introduced to you. But when you are sweet and twenty, and are stayiog at a country house all alone and are rather ...

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