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My Doggie and I by Robert Michael Ballantyne 4 Explains Itself Free Funny Kids' Audiobook.
chapter 4 of my doggie and i by robert valentine this librivox recording is in the public domain recorded by alison hester chapter 4 in which dumps finds another old friend one morning a considerable time after the events narrated in the last chapter i sat on the sofa waiting for breakfast and engaged in an interesting conversation with dumps the only difference in our mode of communication was that dumps talked with his eyes i with my tongue from what i have already said about my doggy it will be understood that his eyes which were brown and speaking eyes lay behind such a forest of hair that it was only by clearing the dense masses away that i could obtain a few view of his liquid orbs i am not sure that his ears were much less expressive than his eyes their variety of motion coupled with their rate of action served greatly to develop the full meaning of what his eyes said mrs miff seems to have forgotten us this morning dumps i remarked pulling out my watch one ear cocked forward the other turned back towards the door and a white gleam under the hair indicating that the eyes turned in the same direction said as plainly as there was any occasion for no not quite forgotten us i hear her coming now hi so she is now you shall have a feed both ears elevated to the full extent which obviously meant hooray while a certain motion of his body appeared to imply that in consequence of his sedentary position he was vainly attempting to wag the sofa if you please sir said my landlady laying the breakfast tray on the table there's a shoe black in the kitchen says he wants to see you ah young slider i fancy well send him up he says he's had his breakfast and we'll wait til you have done sir very considerate send him up nevertheless in a few minutes my protege stood before me hat in hand looking in the trim of costume of the brigade quite a different being from the ragged creature i had met with in white chapel dumps instantly assaulted him with loving demonstrations how spruce you look my boy thanks to you sir replied slider with a familiar nod they do say i'm looking up i hope you like the work have you had breakfast would a roll do you any good thank you i'm primed for the day i came over sir to say that granny seems to be out of sorts since i've been allowed to sleep on the rug inside her door i've noticed she ain't so lively as she used to was shiva's a deal when it ain't cold groans now and then and whimper's a good deal it strikes me now though i ain't a regular saw bones that there's something wrong with her innards i'll finish breakfast quickly and go over with you to see her said i don't need to hurry sir return slider she ain't weary bad not much worse than the ordinary only i've been too anxious about her poor old thing i'll vape below till you're ready come along punch and join your old pal in the kitchen till the new one's ready after breakfast we three hurried out and winded our way eastward as the morning was unusually fine i diverged towards one of the more fashionable localities to deliver a note with which i had been charged young slider spirits were high and for a considerable time he entertained me with a good deal of the east end gossip among other things he told me of the great work that was being done there by dr bernardo and of others of similar spirit in rescuing waves like himself from their wretched condition though some on us don't think it's so wretched art or all he continued there's the slogger now and he won't go into the home on no consideration says he wouldn't give an empty sugar barrel for all the homes in london but then the slogger is a lazy muff he don't want to work that's about it he'd sooner starve than work by consequence he steals more or less and finds a home in the stone jug pretty frequent as to his taste for a sugar barrel i ain't so sure that i don't agree with him it's big you know plenty of...

The Ballad of Sam Small A Comedy Recital in and English Northern Accent Free Audiobook.
the ballad of sam small the old victorian soldier

it occurred on the evening before waterloo and troops were lined up on parade and sergeant inspecting him they were a terror of whom every man was afraid all accepting one man who was in the front rank a man by the name of sam small imminent sergeant were both daggers drawn they thought not of each other at all as sergeant walked past he was swinging his arms and he happened to brush against sam and knocking his musket clean out of his hand it fell to the ground we're slammed pick it up said sergeant abrupt like but cool but sam we are shake of his head said seeing as thou knocked it out of my hand perhaps thou pecked the thing open instead sam sam pick up thy musket the sergeant exclaimed with a raw said sam i knocked it dunery then i'll pick it up or it stays where it is on floor the sound of my words very soon reach the ears of an officer lieutenant bird who says to the sergeant now what's all this air and the sergeant told what had occurred sam sam pick up thy musket lieutenant exclaimed with some heat said sam he knocked it down reap then he'll pick it up or it stays where it is at me feet it caused quite a stir when the captain arrived to find out the cause of the matter and every man there or except some were full of excitement and chatter some sam pick up my musket said captain for strictness renowned said sam he knocked it don't read then he'll pick a doop or it stays where it is on ground the same thing occurred when the major and curdle both tried to get some to see sense but when old duke wellington came into view well the excitement was really quite tense up rolled the duke on a lovely white horse to find out the cause of the bother he looked at the musket and then at old sam and he talked to old sam like a brother sam sam pick up thy musket said duke as quiet as could be sam sam pick up my musket come on lad just to please me all right duke said old sam just for the i'll oblige and to show thee i meant no offense so sam picked it up greatly lad said the duke right oh boys let's battle commence



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The Three Musketeers by Alexandre Dumas 4 Adventure Books Family Entertainment Free Audiobooks.
this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information and to find out how you can volunteer please visit librivox.org recording by r francis smith sturgeon's law www.sturgeonslaw.com

the three musketeers by alexander dumas chapter four the shoulder of athos the baldrick of porthos and the handkerchief of aramis

d'artagnan in his state of fury crossed the antechamber at three bounds and was darting towards the stairs which he reckoned upon descending four at a time when in his heedless course he ran head foremost against a musketeer who was coming out of one of margiora treville's private rooms and striking his shoulder violently made him utter a cry or rather a howl excuse me said dartanian endeavoring to resume his course excuse me but i am in a hurry scarcely had he descended the first stair when a hand of iron seized him by the belt and stopped him you are in a hurry said the musketeer as pale as a sheet under that pretense you run against me you say excuse me and you believe that is sufficient not at all my young man do you fancy because you have heard manjoda treville speak to us a little cavalierly today that other people are to treat us as he speaks to us undeceive yourself comrade you are not majora treville my faith replied d'artagnan recognizing athos who after the dressing performed by the doctor was returning to his own apartment i did not do it intentionally and not doing it intentionally i said excuse me it appears to me that this is quite enough i repeat to you however and this time on my word of honor i think perhaps too often that i am in haste great haste leave your hold then i beg of you and let me go where my business calls me bonjour said athos letting him go you are not polite it is easy to perceive that you come from a distance dartanian had already strode down three or four stairs but at athos's last remark he stopped short more blue monsieur said he however far i may come it is not you who can give me a lesson in good manners i warn you perhaps said athos ah if i were not in such haste and if i were not running after someone said artanian while you're a man in a hurry you can find me without running me you understand and where i pray you near the column to shore at what hour about noon about noon that will do i will be there endeavor not to make me wait for a quarter past twelve i will cut off your ears as you run good cry dartanion i will be there ten minutes before 12 and he set off running as if the devil possessed him hoping that he might yet find the stranger whose slow pace could not have carried him far but at the street gate porthos was talking with a soldier on guard between the two talkers there was just enough room for a man to pass d'artagnan thought it would suffice for him and he sprang forward like a dart between them but dartanian had reckoned without the wind as he was about to pass the wind blew out porthos's long cloak and dartanian rushed straight into the middle of it without doubt porthos had reasons for not abandoning this part of his vestments for instead of quitting his hold on the flap in his hand he pulled it toward him so that dartanian rolled himself up in the velvet by a movement of rotation explained by the persistency of porthos d'artagnan hearing the musketeer swear wished to escape from the cloak which blinded him and sought to find his way from under the folds of it he was particularly anxious to avoid marring the freshness of the magnificent baldrick we are acquainted with but on timidly opening his eyes he found himself with his nose fixed between the two shoulders of porthouse that is to say exactly upon the baldrick alas like most things in this world which have nothing in their favor but appearances the baldrick was glittering with gold...

The Gardner, The Racket, Lottery Winners, Nouveau Riche and The Temptations at Royal Clarence
darlings can you hear that commotion that is the gardener now i suspect you're wondering why i need a gardener when i live in a penthouse well there is a communal garden i doubt you can even hear me above the racket there's a communal garden darlings and i never use it because it's filled with lottery winners and i just can't bear to chat with them this nouveau riche and so i always decline the temptation to take up a bit of sun besides i have the little roof terrace but of course the neighbor the very attractive barito neighbor i saw him yesterday catching a last bit of the autumn sun and now i am tempted very very tempted as soon as the gardener has finished and you can hear me i will tell you how i get on au voir darlings au revoir

The Europeans by Henry James 2 Free International Audiobooks Family Friendly All Ages.
chapter 2 of the europeans this librivox recording is in the public domain recording by leanne howlett the europeans by henry james chapter 2.

the next day was splendid as felix had prophesied if the winter had suddenly leaped into spring the spring had for the moment as quickly leaped into summer this was an observation made by a young girl who came out of a large square house in the country and strolled about in the spacious garden which separated it from a muddy road the flowering shrubs and the neatly disposed plants were basking in the abundant light and warmth the transparent shade of the great elms they were magnificent trees seemed to thicken by the hour and the intensely habitual stillness offered a submissive medium to the sound of a distant church bell the young girl listened to the church bell but she was not dressed for church she was bareheaded she wore a white muslin waist with an embroidered border and the skirt of her dress was of colored muslin she was a young lady of some 2 or 3 and 20 years of age and though a young person of her sex walking bare-headed in a garden of a sunday morning and springtime can in the nature of things never be a displeasing object you would not have pronounced this innocent sabbath breaker especially pretty she was tall and pale thin and a little awkward her hair was fair and perfectly straight her eyes were dark and they had the singularity of seeming at once dull and restless differing herein as you see fatally from the ideal fine eyes which we always imagine to be both brilliant and tranquil the doors and windows of the large square house were all wide open to admit the purifying sunshine which lay in generous patches upon the floor of a wide high covered piazza adjusted to two sides of the mansion a piazza on which several straw bottomed rocking chairs and half a dozen of those small cylindrical stools in green and blue porcelain which suggests an affiliation between the residents in the eastern trade were symmetrically disposed it was an ancient house ancient in the sense of being 80 years old it was built of wood painted a clean clear faded gray and adorned along the front at intervals with flat wooden plasters painted white these pilasters appeared to support a kind of classic pediment which was decorated in the middle by a large triple window and a boldly carved frame and in each of its smaller angles by a glazed circular aperture a large white door furnished with a highly polished brass knocker presented itself to the rural looking road with which it was connected by a spacious pathway paved with worn and cracked but very clean bricks behind it there were meadows and orchards a barn and a pond and facing it a short distance along the road on the opposite side stood a smaller house painted white with external shutters painted green a little garden on one hand and an orchard on the other all this was shining in the morning air through which the simple details of the picture addressed themselves to the eye as distinctly as the items of a sum in addition a second young lady presently came out of the house across the piazza descended into the garden and approached the young girl of whom i have spoken this second young lady was also thin and pale but she was older than the other she was shorter she had dark smooth hair her eyes unlike the others were quick and bright but they were not at all restless she wore a straw bonnet with white ribbons and a long red india scarf which on the front of her dress reached to her feet in her hand she carried a little key gertrude she said are you very sure you had better not go to church gertrude looked at her a moment plucked a small sprig from a lilac bush smelled it and threw it away am not very sure of anything she answered the other young lady looked straight past her at the distant pond which lay shining between the long banks of...

Piano Masterclass How to Play Piano Well Private Lesson Lecture by Sarnia de la Maré FRSA

so the importance of posture and um delivery uh position center of gravity um balance cannot be underestimated for any musician and yet it's something that so few people focus on until much later in their musicianship in their in their learning some teachers don't even talk about it and it's it's almost fatal for a career but it's also very detrimental to how you make your music how you're going to sound um how you're going to be appreciated how you're going to enjoy your performing whether it's for yourself for your family whether it's wembley wherever it is so the center of gravity is the most important thing to understand when you're playing your instrument what i want to talk about today specifically is the piano now the piano is you know people think it's easy because it doesn't need tuning but actually it's very very difficult to get dynamics out of a piano even a really superior instrument i don't like this word superior instrument and inferior instrument um but it's a it's a disgra descriptor that uh schools might use and um you know advanced masters of instruments will use of course they will but actually the reality of life is that most of us even career musicians won't have the privilege of a superior instrument and therefore i'm i'm going to try and avoid using that sort of terminology we want to write your instrument okay now your instrument could be a child's plug-in keyboard or it could be a concert ground it you know it's it's the this instruction is about the center for gravity a center of gravity and the application of um ergonomics and eurythmy is applicable to whatever you're playing on try and have the best you can but you know we live in the real world and the whole point of the tale teller and the tale trainer club is open access for all and we can't deny that contemporary music usually today means less musicians working with traditional pianos and more working with electric pianos we can't fight the tide of that electric pianos are light very lightweight they're very cheap um you know you i mean you can buy one for less than 100 pounds uk pounds um whereas a baby grand uh new you know you you were going into the thousands ten thousand thirty thousand hundred i mean name your price um career musicians come in all sorts of shapes and sizes let's talk about this idea of excellence and performance excellence and balance and your surroundings so if you sit at your piano and just feel put your arms out and just feel make a circle uh well you have to stop when you get past your shoulders but just feel your surroundings and i recommend that you do this often just to understand and touch the end of the piano the right and the left now how how are you stretching to do that do me a favor lean to the right and touch a note with a bent arm and lean to the left and touch a note with a bent arm now isn't that much easier than stretching well i hope it is unless you uh you have a spine issue um this is the motion that you need to adopt leaning towards the note gives you an ability to increase your dynamics so you will be able to have more control over the sound that you make even on an electric this is assuming you've got a a touch sensitive electric piano okay if your piano is not touch sensitive you're not going to hear the difference but you will be able to feel it and what as musicians our longevity of playing is hampered by incorrect posture you are making a rod for your back if you do not create this habit of leaning into your instrument okay and the other thing i don't mean forward by the way i mean sideways never lean forward but leaning forward well if you keep your back straight with your neck and your spine alignment as if it has a plank in it at all times is going to preserve the muscles in your neck and any arthritis that comes along we're all going to get arthritis pretty much it's really about...

My Man Jeeves
by P. G. Wodehouse
My Man Jeeves by P. G. Wodehouse 1 Comedy Classics Family Friendly Audiobooks Free Library

Publication date 2006-11-02
Usage Public Domain Mark 1.0Creative Commons Licensepublicdomain
Topics librivox, audiobook, literature, Jeeves, Wodehouse
Librivox recording of My Man Jeeves by P. G. Wodehouse.

Read by Mark Nelson

Bertram Wooster is an English gentleman living in New York, who seems to get himself into all sorts of jams. It's up to his manservant Jeeves to come up with the plan to save the day from unpleasant houseguests, stingy uncles, broken hearts, and hard-partying aunts.

The Dragon of Wantley by Owen Wister 3 Free Comedy Free Book Club Family Entertainment

Irish Wit and Humor Free Audiobook Funny Literature Philpot 1 Book Club Public library

Young Adult Short Works Collection The Messengers Free Audiobooks Family Library Online

the messengers by richard harding davis this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org recording by ambrosius 16. the messengers by richard harding davis

when ainsley first moved to lone lake farm all of his friends asked him the same question they wanted to know if the farmer who sold it to him had abandoned it as worthless how one of the idle rich who could not distinguish a plow from a hero hoped to make it pay his answer was that he had not purchased the farm as a means of getting richer by honest toil but as a retreat from the world and as a test of true friendship he argued that the people he knew accepted his hospitality at sheri's because in any event they themselves would be dining within a taxicab fair of the same place but if to see him they traveled all the way to lone lake farm he might feel assured that they were friends indeed

lone lake farm was spread over many acres of rocky ravine and forest at a point where connecticut approaches new york and between it and the nearest railroad station stretched six miles of an execrable wood road in this wilderness directly upon the lonely lake and at a spot equally distant from each of his boundary lines ainsley built himself a red brick house here in solitude he exiled himself ostensibly to become a gentleman farmer in reality to wait until paulie kirkland had made up her mind to marry him

lone lake which gave the farm its name was a pond hardly larger than a city block it was fed by hidden springs and fringed about with reeds and cattails stunted willows and shivering birch from its surface juted points of the same rock that had made farming unremunerative and to these miniature promontories and islands ainsley in keeping with a fancied resemblance gave such names as the needles saint helena the isle of pines from the edge of the pond that was further up from the house rose a high hill heavily wooded at its base oak and chestnut trees spread their branches over the water and when the air was still were so clearly reflected in the pond that the leaves seemed to float upon the surface to the smiling expanse of the farm the lake was what the eye is to the human countenance the oaks were its eyebrows the fringe of reeds its lashes and in changing mood it flashed with happiness or brooded in somber melancholy

for ainsley it held a deep attraction through the summer evenings as the sun set he would sit on the brick terrace and watch the fish leaping and listen to the venerable bullfrogs croaking false alarms of rain indeed after he met paulie kirkland staring moodily at the lake became his favorite form of exercise

with a number of other men ainsley was very much in love with miss kirkland and unprejudiced friends thought that if she were to choose any of her devotees ainsley should be that one ainsley heartily agreed in this opinion but in persuading miss kirkland to share it he had not been successful this was partly his own fault for when he dared to compare what she meant to him with what he had to offer her he became a mass of sudden humility

could he have known how much polly kirkland envied and admired his depth of feeling entirely apart from the fact that she herself inspired that feeling how greatly she wished to care for him and the way he cared for her life even alone in the silences of lone lake would have been a beautiful and blessed thing but he was so sure she was the most charming and wonderful girl in all the world and he an unworthy and despicable being that when the lady demurred he faltered and his pleading at least to his own ears carried no conviction when one thinks of being married said paulie kirkland gently it isn't a question of the man you can live with but the man you can't live without and...