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Talbot Baines Reed. The School Ghost and Boycotted with Other Stories
The School Ghost and Boycotted with Other Stories
Table of Contents
THE SCHOOL GHOST. A TRUE STORY IN TWO CHAPTERS
Chapter I. The Story
Chapter II. The Ghost
BOYCOTTED
Chapter I. The School Cuts Me
Chapter II. I am Beaten
THE POETRY CLUB
It’s nicer with the chill off—much nicer, is it not?
It’s nicer with the chill off—much nicer, is it not?
Be sure and take it hot, love; be sure and take it hot; It’s nicer with the chill off—much nicer, is it not?
EIGHTEEN HOURS WITH A “KID”
SIGURD THE HERO
Chapter I. The Tower of the North-West Wind
Chapter II. The Wolves
Chapter III. The Robbers
Chapter IV. The Dungeon
MY FIRST TRAGEDY
Foreword
ROMULUS AND REMUS; OR, CATCHING HIM ON THE HOP
ACT I
Won’t they open their eyes?
Oh, what a surprise!
ACT II
Remus is a cheat,
And made it a dead heat
Whether he likes or no;
At least, without a row
From the time they get up in the morning
On this beautiful May-day morning
How do these busy little lads
And swagger like a pair of cads,
Sat on a tumulus. Trying to build a town, There came this young brother, One foot over t’other, And knocked his precious wall down
(Heigh-ho! says Romly),
A NIGHT WITH THE CROWNED HEADS
Chapter I. The Arrest
Chapter II. The Trial
THE NIGHT WATCH ON SINGLETON TOWERS. A STORY OF THE CIVIL WARS
Chapter I. The Interrupted Feast
Chapter II. The Night Watch
RUN TO EARTH
Chapter I. On the Trail
Chapter II. Bowled Out
THE TRUE STORY OF JACK THE GIANT KILLER. NEW LIGHT ON AN OLD FABLE
Part I. A Discovery
Part II
THE COASTGUARDSMAN’S YARN. A LEGEND OF THE CIVIL WARS
FALLEN AMONG THIEVES. A GRANDFATHER’S YARN
Chapter I
Chapter II
OUR NOVEL. A SUMMER HOLIDAY ACHIEVEMENT
Chapter I. The Plot
Chapter II. The Plot Thickens
OUR OWN PENNY DREADFUL
THE PLASTER CAST; OR. SEPTIMUS MINOR’S MILLION
A QUEER PICNIC
Chapter I. A Mysterious Mountain
Chapter II. The Immortals
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Talbot Baines Reed
Published by Good Press, 2021
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I do not fancy I was a particularly cowardly boy, but somehow that sound terrified me. I could neither move nor call out. All I could do was to lie and listen.
There it was again! this time not so sudden, but far more distinct. There was no mistaking it now. As sure as I lay there, it was something on the roof! It sounded like something crawling slowly and by fits and starts along the gutter just above the dormitory. Sometimes it seemed to spring upwards, as though attempting to reach a higher position, and then sullenly slip down and proceed on its crawling way.
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