Lost Diaries

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Baring Maurice. Lost Diaries

I. FROM THE DIARY OF SMITH MINOR

II. FROM THE DIARY OF ISEULT OF BRITTANY

III. FROM THE DIARY OF KING COPHETUA

IV. FROM THE DIARY OF FROISSART, WAR CORRESPONDENT

V. FROM THE DIARY OF GEORGE WASHINGTON. WRITTEN WHEN A SCHOOLBOY

VI. FROM THE DIARY OF MARCUS AURELIUS

VII. FROM THE DIARY OF MRS JAMES LEE'S HUSBAND

VIII. FROM THE DIARY OF SHERLOCK HOLMES

IX. FROM THE DIARY OF THE EMPEROR TITUS

X. FROM THE DIARY OF HARRIET SHELLEY

XI. FROM THE "JOURNAL INTIME" OF THE EMPEROR TIBERIUS

XII. FROM THE DIARY OF ŒDIPUS REX

XIII. FROM THE DIARY OF WILLIAM THE CONQUEROR

XIV. FROM THE DIARY OF MARY, MRS JOHN MILTON (née POWELL)

XV. FROM THE DIARY OF MARK ANTONY

XVI. FROM THE DIARY OF IVAN THE TERRIBLE

XVII. FROM THE PRIVATE LOG OF CHRISTOPHER COLUMBUS

XVIII. FROM THE DIARY OF THE MAN IN THE IRON MASK

XIX. FROM THE DIARY OF AN ENGLISH GOVERNESS RESIDING IN PARIS. DURING THE FRENCH REVOLUTION

XX. FROM THE DIARY OF HAMLET, PRINCE OF DENMARK, DURING. HIS STAY AT ENGLAND, WHITHER HE WAS SENT TO STUDY AT. THE UNIVERSITY AT OXFORD, UNDER THE SPECIAL CARE OF POLONIUS

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May 1. – Mamma sent me up a message early this morning to say that I was to put on my best white gown with my coral necklace, as guests were expected. She didn't say who. Nurse was in a fuss and pulled my hair when she did it, and made my face very sore by scrubbing it with pumice-stone. I can't think why, as there was no hurry. I came down punctually at noon. Mamma and papa were sitting in the hall, waiting. Fresh rushes were strewn on the floor. I was told to get out my harp, and to sit with my back to the light. I hadn't practised for weeks, and I can only play one song properly, "The Mallard," a Cornish song. When I told mamma that was the only song I knew, she said I was on no account to mention it, if I was asked to play; but I was only to play Breton songs. I said I didn't know any. She said that didn't matter; but that I could sing anything I knew and call it a Breton song. I said nothing, but I thought, and I still think, this was dishonest. Besides the only songs that I know are quite new. The stable people whistle them, and they come from Rome.

We waited a long time. Papa and mamma were both very fidgety and mamma kept on pulling me about, and telling me that my hair was badly done and that she could see daylight between the pleats of my frock. I nearly cried and papa said: "Leave the dear child alone; she's very good." After we'd been waiting about twenty minutes, the trumpets sounded and Morgan, the seneschal, walked in very slowly, and announced: "Sir Tristram of Lyoness."

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May 13. – It's the 13th and that's an unlucky number. Nurse said that no child of hers should marry in May, so I suppose that's what brought it about. In any case Tristram, who has been very gloomy ever since he's been here, has got to go and fight in a tournament. He says he won't be away long and that there's no danger; not any more than crossing the sea in an open boat, which I do think is dangerous. He starts to-morrow at dawn.

May 14. – Nothing particular.

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