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		<title>On Marriage</title>
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		<category><![CDATA[ROBERT LEWIS STEVENSON]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Hope, they say, deserts us at no period of our existence. From first to last, and in the face of smarting disillusions, we continue to expect good fortune, better health, and better conduct; and that so confidently, that we judge it needless to deserve them. I think it improbable that I shall ever write like [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Learning To Read And Write</title>
		<link>http://www.thewringer.com/2010/07/14/learning-to-read-and-write/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Jul 2010 13:20:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[FREDERICK DOUGLASS]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[I lived in Master Hugh&#8217;s family about seven years. During this time, I succeeded in learning to read and write. In accomplishing this, I was compelled to resort to various stratagems. I had no regular teacher. My mistress, who had kindly commenced to instruct me, had, in compliance with the advice and direction of her [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Illusions</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 24 Jun 2010 00:00:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[RALPH WALDO EMERSON]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Some years ago, in company with an agreeable party, I spent a long summer day in exploring the Mammoth Cave in Kentucky. We traversed, through spacious galleries affording a solid masonry foundation for the town and county overhead, the six or eight black miles from the mouth of the cavern to the innermost recess which [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Puppy: A Portrait</title>
		<link>http://www.thewringer.com/2010/04/28/the-puppy-a-portrait/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Apr 2010 04:12:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[LOUISE IMOGEN GUINEY]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[He is the twenty-sixth in direct descent, and his coat is like amber damask, and his blue eyes are the most winning that you ever saw. They seem to proclaim him as much too good for the vulgar world, and worthy of such zeal and devotion as you, only you, could give to his helpless [...]]]></description>
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		<title>On The Enjoyment Of Unpleasant Places</title>
		<link>http://www.thewringer.com/2010/04/21/on-the-enjoyment-of-unpleasant-places/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Apr 2010 04:12:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[ROBERT LEWIS STEVENSON]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[It is a difficult matter to make the most of any given place, and we have much in our own power. Things looked at patiently from one side after another generally end by showing a side that is beautiful. A few months ago some words were said in the Portfolio as to an ‘austere regimen [...]]]></description>
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		<title>A Dissertation Upon Roast Pig</title>
		<link>http://www.thewringer.com/2010/04/14/a-dissertation-upon-roast-pig/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Apr 2010 04:11:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[CHARLES LAMB]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Mankind, says a Chinese manuscript, which my friend M. was obliging enough to read and explain to me, for the first seventy thousand ages ate their meat raw, clawing or biting it from the living animal, just as they do in Abyssinia to this day. This period is not obscurely hinted at by their great [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Tyranny Of Things</title>
		<link>http://www.thewringer.com/2010/04/07/the-tyranny-of-things/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 07 Apr 2010 04:10:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[EDWARD SANFORD MARTIN]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[A traveler newly returned from the Pacific Ocean tells pleasant stories of the Patagonians. As the steamer he was in was passing through Magellan’s Straits some natives came out to her in boats. They wore no clothes at all, though there was snow in the air. A baby that came along with them made some [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Trying To Be A Servant</title>
		<link>http://www.thewringer.com/2010/03/31/trying-to-be-a-servant/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Mar 2010 04:10:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[NELLIE BLY]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[MY STRANGE EXPERIENCE AT TWO EMPLOYMENT AGENCIES. None but the initiated know what a great question the servant question is and how many perplexing sides it has. The mistresses and servants, of course, fill the leading roles. Then, in the lesser, but still important parts, come the agencies, which despite the many voices clamoring against [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Philosophy Of Umbrellas</title>
		<link>http://www.thewringer.com/2010/02/17/the-philosophy-of-umbrellas/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 18 Feb 2010 03:15:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[ROBERT LEWIS STEVENSON]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[It is wonderful to think what a turn has been given to our whole Society by the fact that we live under the sign of Aquarius—that our climate is essentially wet. A mere arbitrary distinction, like the walking-swords of yore, might have remained the symbol of foresight and respectability, had not the raw mists and [...]]]></description>
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		<title>An Apology for Idlers</title>
		<link>http://www.thewringer.com/2010/01/27/an-apology-for-idlers/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Jan 2010 03:07:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[ROBERT LEWIS STEVENSON]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[BOSWELL: We grow weary when idle. JOHNSON: That is, sir, because others being busy, we want company; but if we were idle, there would be no growing weary; we should all entertain one another. Just now, when every one is bound, under pain of a decree in absence convicting them of lèse-respectability, to enter on [...]]]></description>
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