Early one morning I, Vadim Maslennikov, set off for school (I was
going on seventeen at the time) having read more

Early one morning I, Vadim Maslennikov, set off for school (I was
going on seventeen at the time) having forgotten the envelope
with the first-semester fees Mother had left me in the dining
room the day before.

1a 'a n, pl a's or as 'az often cap, often attrib (bef. 12c) 1
a : the 1st read more

1a 'a n, pl a's or as 'az often cap, often attrib (bef. 12c) 1
a : the 1st letter of the English alphabet b : a representation
of this letter c : a speech counterpart of orthographic a 2 : the
6th tone of a C-major scale 3 : a graphic device for reproducing
the letter a 4 : one designated a esp. as the 1st in order or
class 5 a : a grade rating a student's work as superior in
quality b : one graded or rated with an A 6 : something shaped
like the letter A
- Unattributed Author,

According to the tapes, my father, then about as run-of-the-mill
as Joe Blow himself, didn't want to see the read more

According to the tapes, my father, then about as run-of-the-mill
as Joe Blow himself, didn't want to see the thing.

One night, at the latter end of April 1665, the family of a
citizen of London carrying on an read more

One night, at the latter end of April 1665, the family of a
citizen of London carrying on an extensive business as a grocer
in Wood Street, Cheapside, were assembled, according to custom,
at prayer.

The primroses were over.

The primroses were over.

"Please, sir, is this Plumfield?" asked a ragged boy of the man
who opened the great gate at which read more

"Please, sir, is this Plumfield?" asked a ragged boy of the man
who opened the great gate at which the omnibus left him.

"Christmas won't be Christmas without any presents," grumbled Jo,
lying on the rug.

"Christmas won't be Christmas without any presents," grumbled Jo,
lying on the rug.

At about six in the morning of July 3, 1860, while I was watering
my petunias, and thinking of read more

At about six in the morning of July 3, 1860, while I was watering
my petunias, and thinking of nothing in particular, I perceived
coming towards me, a tall, beardless, fair-haired young fellow,
wearing a German cap and gold-rimmed spectacles.

The new church of St. John's, on Fifth Avenue, was thronged the
morning of the last Sunday of October, read more

The new church of St. John's, on Fifth Avenue, was thronged the
morning of the last Sunday of October, in the year 1880. Sitting
in the gallery, beneath the unfinished frescoes, and looking down
the nave, one caught an effect of autumn gardens, a suggestion of
chrysanthemums and geraniums, or of October woods, dashed with
scarlet oaks and yellow maples.