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We are working on our first position today on our cellos and using the Suzuki Cello School Book 1 for reference.

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A classic that was written in time for the copyright release. thank goodness. We wait patiently for all her other works.
Suitable for English students, older teens and young adults.

section one of mrs dalloway this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org read by hannah dormer mrs dalloway by virginia woolf section one mrs dalloway said she would buy the flowers herself for lucy had her work cut out for her the doors would be taken off their hinges rumpelmaier's men were coming and then thought clarissa dalaway what a morning fresh as if issued to children on a beach what a lark what a plunge for so it always seemed to her when with a little squeak of the hinges which she could hear now she had burst open the french windows and plunged at burton into the open air how fresh how calm stiller than this of course the air was in the early morning like the flap of a wave the kiss of a wave chill and sharp and yet for a girl of 18 as she then was solemn feeling as she did standing there at the open window that something awful was about to happen looking at the flowers at the trees with the smoke winding off them and the rooks rising falling standing and looking until peter walsh said musing among the vegetables was that it i prefer men to cauliflowers was that it he must have said it at breakfast one morning when she had gone out onto the terrace peter walsh he would be back from india one of these days june or july she forgot which but his letters were awfully dull it was his sayings one remembered his eyes his pocket knife his smile his grumpiness and when millions of things had utterly vanished how strange it was a few sayings like this about cabbages she stiffened a little on the curb waiting for dirtnall's van to pass a charming woman's scrape purvis thought her knowing her as one does know people who live next door to one in westminster a touch of the bird about her of the j blue green light vivacious though she was over 50 and grown very white since her illness there she perched never seeing him waiting to cross very upright for having lived in westminster how many years now over 20. one feels even in the midst of the traffic or waking at night clarissa was positive a particular hush or solemnity an indescribable pause a suspense but that might be her heart affected they said by influenza before big ben strikes there out it boomed first a warning musical then the hour irrevocable the lead and circles dissolved in the air such fools we are she thought crossing victoria street for heaven only knows why one loves it so how one sees it so making it up building it round one tumbling it creating it every moment afresh but the various frumps the most dejected of miseries sitting on doorsteps drink their downfall do the same can't be dealt with she felt positive by acts of parliament for that very reason they love life in people's eyes in the swing [ __ ] and trudge in the bellow and the uproar the carriages motor cars omnibuses vans sandwich men shuffling and swinging brass bands barrel organs in the triumph and the jingle and the strange high singing of some aeroplane overhead was what she loved life london this moment of june for it was the middle of june the war was over except for someone like mrs foxcroft at the embassy last night eating her heart out because that nice boy was killed and now the old manor house must go to a cousin or lady becksborough who opened a bazaar they said with a telegram in her hand john her favorite killed but it was over thank heaven over it was june the king and queen were out of the palace and everywhere though it was still so early there was a beating a stirring of galloping ponies tapping of cricket bats lords ascot ranola and all the rest of it wrapped in the soft mesh of the grey blue morning air which as the day wore on would unwind them and set down on their lawns and pitches the...

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good while before i get the right chance at that job accidents might happen taint in such a very good place we'll just regularly bury it and bury it deep good idea said the comrade who walked across the room knelt down raised one of the rearward hearthstones and took out a bag that jingled pleasantly he subtracted from it twenty or thirty dollars for himself and as much for [ __ ] joe and passed the bag to the ladder who was on his knees in the corner now digging with his bowie knife the boys forgot all their fears all their miseries in an instant with gloating eyes they watched every movement luck the splendor of it was beyond all imagination six hundred dollars was money enough to make half a dozen boys rich here was treasure hunting under the happiest auspices there would not be any bothersome uncertainty as to where to dig they nudged each other every moment eloquent nudges and easily understood for they simply meant oh but ain't you glad now we're here joe's knife struck upon something hello he said what is it said his comrade half rotten plank no it's a box i believe here bear a hand and we'll see what it's here for never mind i've broke a hole he reached his hand in and drew it out man it's money the two men examined the handful of coins they were gold the boys above were as excited as themselves and as delighted joe's comrade said we'll make quick work of this there's an old rusty pick over amongst the weeds in the corner the other side of the fireplace i saw it a minute ago he ran and brought the boy's pick and shovel [ __ ] joe took the pic looked it over critically shook his head muttered something to himself and then began to use it the box was soon unearthed it was not very large it was iron bound and had been very strong before the slow years had injured it the men contemplated the treasure a while in blissful silence pard there's thousands of dollars here said [ __ ] joe it was always said that merle's gang used to be around here one summer the stranger observed i know it said [ __ ] joe and this looks like it i should say now you won't need to do that job the half-breed frowned said he you don't know me least you don't know all about that thing taint robbery altogether it's revenge and a wicked light flamed in his eyes i'll need your help in it when it's finished then texas go home to your nance and your kids and stand by till you hear from me well if you say so what do we do with this bury it again yes ravishing delight overhead no by the great sacom no profound distress overhead i've nearly forgot that pick had fresh earth on it the boys were sick with terror in a moment what business has a pick and a shovel here what business with fresh earth on them who brought them here and where are they gone have you heard anybody seen anybody what buried again and leave them to come and see the ground disturbed not exactly not exactly we'll take it to my den why of course might have thought of that before you mean number one no number two under the cross the other place is bad too common all right it's nearly dark enough to start [ __ ] joe got up and went about from window to window cautiously peeping out presently he said who could have brought those tools here do you reckon they can be upstairs the boy's breath forsook them [ __ ] joe put his hand on his knife halted a moment undecided and then turned toward the stairway the boys thought of the closet but their strength was gone the steps came creaking up the stairs the intolerable distress of the situation woke the stricken resolution of the lads they were about to spring for the closet when there was a crash of rotten timbers and joe landed on the ground amid debris of the ruined stairway he gathered himself up cursing and his comrades said now what's the use of all that if it's anybody and they're up there let them stay there who cares if they want to jump down now and get into trouble who...

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this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org the adventures of tom sawyer by mark twain to my wife this book is affectionately dedicated preface most of the adventures recorded in this book really occurred one or two were experiences of my own the rest those of boys who were schoolmates of mine huck finn is drawn from life tom sawyer also but not from an individual he is a combination of the characteristics of three boys whom i knew and therefore belongs to the composite order of architecture the odd superstitions touched upon were all prevalent among children and slaves in the west the period of this story that is to say thirty or forty years ago although my book is intended mainly for the entertainment of boys and girls i hope it will not be shunned by men and women on that account for part of my plan has been to try to pleasantly remind adults of what they once were themselves and of how they felt and thought and talked and what queer enterprises they sometimes engaged in the author hartford 1876 chapter one tom no answer tom no answer what's gone with that boy i wonder you tom no answer the old lady pulled her spectacles down and looked over them about the room then she put them up and looked out under them she seldom or never looked through them for so small a thing as a boy they were her state pair the pride of her heart and were built for style not service she could have seen through a pair of stove lids just as well she looked perplexed for a moment and then said not fiercely but still loud enough for the furniture to hear well i lay if i get hold of you i'll she did not finish for by this time she was bending down and punching under the bed with a broom and so she needed breath to punctuate the punches with she resurrected nothing but the cat i never see the beat of that boy she went to the open door and stood in it and looked out among the tomato vines and gibson weeds that constituted the garden no tom so she lifted up her voice at an angle calculated for distance and shouted you tom there was a slight noise behind her and she turned just in time to seize a small boy by the slack of his roundabout and arrest his flight there i might have thought of that closet what you've been doing in there nothing nothing look at your hands and look at your mouth what is that truck i don't know aunt well i know it's jam that's what it is 40 times i've said if you didn't let that jam alone i'll skin you hand me that switch the switch hovered in the air the peril was desperate my look behind you aunt the old lady whirled around and snatched her skirts out of danger the lad fled on the instant scrambled up the high board fence and disappeared over it his aunt paulie stood surprised a moment and then broke into a gentle laugh hang that boy can't i never learn anything ain't he played me tricks enough like that for me to be looking out for him by this time but old fools is the biggest fools there is can't learn an old dog new tricks as the saying is but my goodness he never plays them alike two days and how is a body to know what's coming he peers to know just how long he can torment me before i get my dander up and he knows if he can make out to put me off for a minute or make me laugh it's all down again and i can't hit him a lick i ain't doing my duty by that boy and that's the lord's truth goodness knows spare the rod and smile the child as the good book says i'm a laying up sin and suffering for us both i know he's full of the old scratch but laws of me he's my own dead sister's boy poor thing and i ain't got the heart to lash him somehow...

Dramatic Reading Scene and Story Collection, Volume 002
by Various

Publication date 2020-05-25
Usage Public Domain Mark 1.0Creative Commons Licensepublicdomain
Topics librivox, audiobooks, dramatic reading,
LibriVox recording of Dramatic Reading Scene and Story Collection, Volume 002 by Various.
Read in English by LibriVox volunteers.

Librivox readers present a collection of their favorite chapters and short stories, with the original author’s words all brought to life with different reader voices for each character in our popular Dramatic Reading style. This volume includes Various Detectives, Cute Animals, Talking Fireworks, and Interesting People and Situations: See cast list for authors and book/story names. - Summary by ToddHW

Cast list:
01. Adventure of the Dying Detective by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle; Run by:: Beth Thomas (1974-2020)
Sherlock Holmes: Peter Yearsley
Mr Culverton-Smith: TJ Burns
Butler (to Mr Smith): Leanne Yau
Mrs Hudson: Foon
Inspector Morton: Beth Thomas (1974-2020)
Dr John Watson: johnnyenglish

02. An Unexpected Result by Edward P. Roe; Run by:: LikeManyWaters
Narrator: LikeManyWaters
Jack Ackland: johnnyenglish
Will Munson: Chuck Williamson
Eva van Tyne: thestorygirl
Mrs Alston: Availle
Eva’s Aunt: Foon
“Half a dozen voices”: Larry Wilson
A friend: Sonia

03. The Purloined Letter by Edgar Allan Poe; Run by:: Chuck Williamson
Mr C Dupin: Seamus Dobbin
Prefect G: Joe Bly
Narrator: Chuck Williamson

04. The Stolen Bacillus by H. G. Wells; Run by:: Sonia
Narrator: Availle
Bacteriologist: johnnyenglish
Anarchist: ToddHW
Minnie: Beth Thomas (1974-2020)
Old Tootles: Rob Marland
Ostler Boy: Eitel
Tommy Biles: Adrian Stephens
Cabman: Scott Caulkins
Another Cabman: Sonia

05. The Wind in the Willows, Chapters 3 and 4, by Kenneth Grahame; Run by:: Peter Yearsley
Narrator: thestorygirl
Rat: TJ Burns
Mole: Beth Thomas (1974-2020)
Badger: johnnyenglish
Otter: Foon
Hedgehog: Jasmin Salma
Rabbit: Peter Yearsley

06. The Remarkable Rocket by Oscar Wilde; Run by:: Rob Marland
Narrator: Rob Marland
Rocket: Joe Bly
Prince and Dragon-fly: lorda
Page, Squib, and The People: Jasmin Salma
Princess, Catherine Wheel, and Goose: Beth Thomas (1974-2020)
King and Frog: Adrian Stephens
Roman Candle, Workman, and The People: Lynette Caulkins
Cracker: Hannoria
Bengal Light, Duck, and The People: TJ Burns
First Boy: ToddHW
Second Boy: Grace Buchanan
Fire-balloon: Grace Buchanan

07. The Diamond Necklace by Guy De Maupassant; Run by:: Campbell Schelp
Narrator: Betsy Walker
Mathilde Loisel: Sonia
Monsieur Loisel: Larry Wilson
Jeanne Forestier: Beth Thomas (1974-2020)
Jeweler: Foon

08. The Curious Case of Benjamin Button by F. Scott Fitzgerald; Run by:: Lynette Caulkins
Narrator: James K. White
Roger Button: Rob Marland
Doctor Keene: Larry Wilson
First Nurse: Lynette Caulkins
Second Nurse: Beth Thomas (1974-2020)
Benjamin Button: Adrian Stephens
Store Clerk: Grace Buchanan
Mr. Hart: KevinS
First Undergraduate: lorda
Second Undergraduate: Patrick Glenn
Hildegarde: Availle
Townspeople: ToddHW
Roscoe Button: Chuck Williamson
Sentry: lorda
Colonel: Scott Caulkins

09. The Tale of the Pie and the Patty-Pan by Beatrix Potter; Run by:: Beth Thomas (1974-2020)
Narrator: johnnyenglish
Ribby (a cat): Beth Thomas (1974-2020)
Duchess (a dog): Betsy Walker
Dr Maggotty (a magpie): Larry Wilson
Cousin Tabitha Twitchit (a cat): Devorah Allen

10. A Retrieved Reformation by O. Henry; Run by:: Larry Wilson
Narrator: Sarah Hite
Jimmy Valentine:...

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Adventskalender 2021
by Various

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weihnachtswunder von charlotte nisa es war um die weihnachtszeit der reiche herr wenzel sei es in seinem zimmer und rührte von 30 in seinem café herum raum sind auf der straße sangen die knaben vom himmel hoch da komm ich her und herr wenzel verzog das gesicht er hasste weihnachten erstens weil er immer mehr geld ausgeben musste als er lust hat und zweitens weil gerade am weihnachtstage sein einziger junge davon gelaufen war immer wieder kam es war solch hübscher frischer mensch gewesen nur etwas leichtsinnig und gewohnt dass ihm niemals ein wunsch versagt blieb als er sich dann mit 18 jahren in den kopf setzte zu heiraten wunderte er sich sehr dass ein vater in verdacht mit der enterbung trute wenn er das hübsche aber blut arme mädchenheim führen welches er sich erkoren und fenster sah gar nicht ein dass sein vater recht hatte ihn vor seiner frühe ehe zu wahren er lief ohne weiteres davon und hatte seitdem nie etwas von sich hören lassen seine mutter war kurz darauf gestorben und so kam es dass herr wenzel der reichste mann im dorf eigentlich doch ein blut armer mann ohne bei und sohn war aber er bildete sich viel auf sein geld ein und man sagte von ihm dass er beabsichtige wieder zu heiraten was einmal nicht zu ändern ist muss man vergessen war seine ansicht und wenn er die 100 mark scheine und geld rollen auf die sparkasse brachte hielt er sich selbst für einen sehr glücklichen mann nur um weihnachten langweilte er sich dass die leute vergnügt zusammen nur er war allein und dann war da noch ein umstand der ihn viel mehr ärgerte und vorüber ja mit keinem menschen sprechen und sich rat holen konnte das war die geschichte mit frau annemarie von der vor ein paar jahren das ganze dorf sprach und die sogar in den zeitungen gestanden hatte anna maria eine arbeits frau blut arm und fleißig hatte sie ihr ganzes leben gearbeitet und war von allen gern ins haus genommen wurden auch vom baur wälzen und gleich er einen groll auf sie hatte denn es war annemarie tochter gewesen die wenzels sohn hatte heiraten wollen und um derentwillen er davon gelaufen annemarie hatte von der ganzen geschichte zuerst gar nichts gewusst und später ihre tochter die fast noch ein kind gewesen zum dienen in die stadt geschickt wo er sie ein braves dienstmädchen geworden dennoch hatte ihr wenzel niemals verzeihen können dass sein sohn durch ihrer tochter verführt worden wie er sich ausdrückt und als einmal in wenzels hause nach den großen frühlings reinmachen verschiedenes werkzeug und eine kleine summe geldes fehlt beschuldigte der zornige bau ohne weiteres an machen sie habe ihn bestohlen die frau kam in untersuchungshaft sass mehrere wochen war aber endlich wegen mangelnder beweise entlassen seit dieser zeit konnte herr wenzel anna wie gar nicht sie sie durfte nie mehr in see rauskommen wenn er ihr begegnete nannte er den kopf ab und die leute sagten ihr können seine verlust nicht vor schmerzen so in die sache ab zusammen wenn sie schämte sich einfach wenn er der älteren einfach gekleideten frau begegnete denn er hatte geld und sie überzeugt dass er verlegt wiedergefunden während ziehen der untersuchungshaft saß und er hatte keinen finger aufgehoben um seinen irrtum einzugestehen in der stillen hoffnung annemarie creme ins gefängnis und da hätte sie es eben so gut wie ihre armen hüte aber annemarie tamedia und obgleich einige leute mit finger und auf sie wiesen hatte sie doch bald wieder arbeitsstelle weil sie so fleißig war ja wenn sein ärgerte sich aber jedes mal wenn er sehr liebte weil er an sein schlechtes gewissen erinnert was er durchaus nicht mochte die weihnachtslieder hatte wie in diesen morgen so verstimmt dass er seinen kaffee aus trank und dann auf die dorfstraße ging um nach seinen äckern zu sehen...

Flowers of the Farm
by Arthur Owens Cooke

of wildflowers of the farm by arthur o'cook this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org read by maida savares wildflowers of the farm by arthur o'cook chapter 1 introduction i think that some of you have been with me at willow farm before today when we were there we went into the farmer's fields in early spring and saw the men and horses at work with clothes and arrows a little later on we saw some of the crops sewn such as barley and turnips and summer we were in the hay and corn fields and later still we saw the wrecks being made today we are at pillow farm again and i want to show you some of the flowers that grow there i do not mean those which mrs hammond the farmer's wife grows in her garden pretty as they are we will look rather at the wild flowers in the fields the hedges and by the roadside in the lane no one sews their seed nor takes care of them in any way yet they grow and blossom year after year and nearly all of them are beautiful before we begin to look at them we must make sure that we quite understand just what a flower is even those of you who live in large towns and have perhaps never been in the country see flowers of some sort i feel sure you see them in shop windows and they are also often sold in the streets you have seen wallflowers and daffodils in the spring roses in the summer violets in winter as well as other kinds you do not need to be told that these are flowers what about the grass and lawns and in such places as battersea park and hyde park in london oh you say that is not a flower at all that is just grass yes it is grass but the grass has a flower as well as a rose bush or a violet plant it is only because the grass is kept cut short that you do not see its flowers on a lawn if grass is not cut or eaten by animals it grows tall in spring then in may or june you would see the flowers on tall straight stems which stand among the blades of grass many of these grass flowers are very beautiful and we will look presently at some of them in one of the farmer's fields perhaps some of you have gardens or grass plots at your own homes if you see some dandelions in the lawn or ground so among the flowers or vegetables in the garden beds you say those weeds must be pulled up you call the dandelion in the grounds of weeds but they have flowers all the same the dandelion is perhaps one of the most lovely yellow flowers that we have they are weeds certainly in your lawn or garden beds for they ought not to be there weeds or plants in the wrong place by and by in the farmer's fields we shall see many pretty flowers which he calls weeds we speak of the nettle as a weed and do not usually admire it yet the nettle has a flower as well as we shall see then what do you think of a tree having a flower that is perhaps a new idea to you yet if you look at the horse chestnut tree in june you will see at once the large spikes of beautiful white flowers with which it is covered apple trees have a beautiful pink or pink and white flower and the almond tree bears a lovely pink flower all other trees have flowers too but they are often small the flowers of the oak and the beach are small but though you may not notice them they are on the tree each spring almost all plants including large trees have flowers there are flowering plants just a few plants have no flower ferns have none nor have the mosses and lichens which grow on walls and rocks and on the stems of trees fungi too such as the mushroom have no flowers nearly all other plants have flowers it is by the flower or blossom that a plant is reproduced after the flower has faded comes the fruit and seed the seed falls into the ground or is sown and from it springs another plant without a flower there would be no seed you see that there are rather more flowers than you had thought still while we are strolling in...

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this is a liberty vox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org that's librivox.org the adventures of sherlock holmes by sir arthur conan doyle adventure one a scandal in bohemia sections one through three section one to sherlock holmes she is always the woman i have seldom heard him mention her under any other name in her eyes she eclipses and predominates the whole of her sex it was not that he felt any emotion akin to love for irene adler all emotions and that one particularly were abhorrent to his cold precise but admirably balanced mind he was i take it the most perfect reasoning and observing machine that the world has seen but as a lover he would have placed himself in a false position he never spoke of the softer passions save with the jibe and a sneer they were admirable things for the observer excellent for drawing the veil from men's motives and actions but for the trained reasoner to admit such intrusions into his own delicate and finely adjusted temperament was to introduce a distracting factor which might throw a doubt on all his mental results grit in a sensitive instrument or a crack in one of his own high-powered lenses would not be more disturbing than a strong emotion in a nature such as his and yet there was but one woman to him and that woman was the late irene adler of dubious and questionable memory i have seen little of holmes lately my marriage had drifted us away from each other my own complete happiness and the home centered interests which rise up around the man who first finds himself master of his own establishment were sufficient to absorb all my attentions while holmes who closed every form of society with his whole bohemian soul remained in our lodgings in baker street

buried among his old books and altering from weak tweak between cocaine and ambition the drowsiness of the drug and the fierce energy of his own keen nature he was still as ever deeply attracted by the study of crime and occupied his immense faculties and extraordinary powers of observation in following out these clues and clearing up those mysteries which had been abandoned as hopeless by the official police from time to time i heard some vague account of his doings of his summons to odessa in the case of the tripolf murder of his clearing up of the singular tragedy of the atkinson brothers at cherkomale and finally of the mission which he had accomplished so delicately and successfully for the reigning family of holland beyond the signs of his activity however which i merely shared with all the readers of the daily press i knew little of my former friend and companion one night it was on the 20th of march 1888 i was returning from a journey to a patient for i had now returned to civil practice when my way led me through baker street as i passed the well remembered door which must always be associated in my mind with my wowing and with the dark incidence of the stilti and scarlet i was seized with a keen desire to see holmes again and to know how he was employing his extraordinary powers his rooms were brilliantly lit and even as i looked up i saw his tall spare figure passed twice in a dark silhouette against the blind he was pacing the room swiftly eagerly with his head sunk upon his chest and his hands clasped behind him to me who knew his every mood and habit his attitude and manner told their own story he was at work again he had risen out of his drug created dreams and was hot upon the scent of some new problem i rang the bell and was shown up to the chamber which had formerly been in part my own his manner was not effusive it seldom was but he was glad i think to see me with hardly a word spoken but with a kindly eye he waved me an armchair threw across his case of cigars and indicated a...