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Category： Author：E. Nesbit
He dreamed his pastoral dreams in the deafening clangor of the shops at Crewe, but not ten thousand hammers could beat out of his brain the faith that life was really-little as one might suppose it, just looking at it from Crewe-full of the most beautiful and delicate possibilities, and that, somehow or other, people got from life what...
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Category： Author：novel
"The Beautiful Lady", is another of the short novels from Booth Tarkington's early career.Nothing could have been more painful to my sensitiveness than to occupy myself, confused with blushes, at the center of the whole world as a living advertisement of the least amusing ballet in Paris.
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Category： Author：Edgar Rice Burroughs 埃德加·赖斯·巴勒斯
In The Moon Maid, Julian is the commander of a spaceship that blasts off for Mars, or Barsoom, after contact is made with the famous Virginian John Carter on the Red Planet.
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Category： Author：Julia Magruder
On the deck of an ocean steamer, homeward bound from Europe, a man and girl were walking to and fro.
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Category： Author：Jack London杰克·伦敦
The Valley of the Moon is a story of a working-class couple, Billy and Saxon Roberts, struggling laborers in Oakland at the Turn-of-the-Century, who left city life behind and searched Central and Northern California for suitable farmland to own.
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Category： Author：Selma Lagerloef
Considered a masterpiece since first published in 1907, this enchanting, remarkably original work by a Nobel Prize-winning author records the adventures of a mischievous 14-year-old who is changed into a tiny being, transported across the Swedish countryside on the back of a goose, and learns about nature, geography, and folklore.
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Category： Author：Captain Frederick Marryat
Gentle reader, I was born upon the water—not upon the salt and angry ocean, but upon the fresh and rapid-flowing river. It was in a floating sort of box, called a lighter, and upon the river Thames, at low water, when I first smelt the mud.
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Category： Author：novel
THE house in the hollow was “a mile from anywhere”—so Maywood people said. It was situated in a grassy little dale, looking as if it had never been built like other houses but had grown up there like a big, brown mushroom. It was reached by a long, green lane and almost hidden from view by an encircling growth of young birches. No othe...
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