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Biography of the heroic type, exploration, adventure and charming romances like the "Waverley Novels" will help to lay sane and pure foundations of character. The missionary boards are now putting out books as thrilling and stirring in their situations as any yellow-backed novel. These the children devour and the spiritual heroism makes its silent appeal along with the physical.
A description of him in his own language leaped into Honora's mind, so much did he appear to have walked out of one of the many yellow-backed novels she had read.
"We are therefore forced to the conclusion that pure altruism is impossible in connection with neo-psychology." There was more, but it was at that point that Warble went to sleep. She was awakened later by the high notes of a celebrated Metropolitan soprano, who had consented to exchange a few of her liquid notes for Goldwin Leathersham's yellow-backed ones.
I ran across one of the boomers, who was struck with the brilliant idea that he could make use of my peculiar talents in making known the coming glories of the new South. But I must join him at once, that very day. And he waved yellow-backed bills at me. I simply had to drop you and go. Mother Leary promised to take care of you for three months, or until your well, until someone else claimed you.
In the darkness he smiled to himself maliciously. "Oh, then we need feel no alarm," she said, reassured, not knowing that Jerry existed only in the yellow-backed novel her informant had read when a boy. There was such a roaring and clattering that conversation became almost impossible. When either spoke it was with the mouth close to the ear of the other.
The telephone bell had stopped its insistent ringing. Julia raised her arm and hurled at him with all her might the yellow-backed paper he had thrust in her hand. "I'll I'll get my man to whip you for this!" she panted. "Jo'll pull those eyelashes of yours out and use 'em for couplings. You miserable little " The outside door opened again, striking Two-twenty-three squarely in the back.
"Hot," he said, as he mopped his moist brow. "Not so hot as it was," I replied. "Sure not. We're climbin' a little. He's whistlin' for Dodge City now." "Dodge City?" I echoed, with interest. The name brought back vivid scenes from certain yellow-backed volumes, and certain uncomfortable memories of my father's displeasure. "Isn't this the old cattle town where there used to be so many fights?"
The red glow from the ruby ring had vanished the man had risen from his seat and was placing something in the box on top of the ring Madison's mind subconsciously absorbed the fact that it was a little sheaf of yellow-backed bills. And now the man bent to the table and was writing in the book. Yellow-backs and rubies! Rubies and yellowbacks!
"I didn't say we knew," was the cunning reply. "I said what's it worth if we did know." Mortlake drew out a yellow-backed bill. "Is this enough?" he asked. The tramps' eyes rounded as they gazed at the figure. "Perfec'ly satisfactory, guv'ner," said red eyes. "Well, where are those papers, then?" snapped Mortlake impatiently. "Thet thar purty gal wot jest went by in an autermobubble has 'em."
See, she has a yellow-backed French novel now, and she is only able to read five lines at a time; then she gets tired and glances about her listlessly. What she wants is someone gay, laid on, to divert her all the time from her own inanity." "Hilda, how wonderfully quick you are at reading these things! I see you are right; but I could never have guessed so much myself from such small premises."
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