Found 389 results for "Marsh, Christopher"
by Charles Dickens, Diana C. Archibald
I SHALL never forget the one-fourth serious and three-fourths comical astonishment, with which, on the morning of the th...
by Charles Dickens, Margeret Tarner
IN these times of ours, though concerning the exact year there is no need to be precise, a boat of dirty and disreputabl...
by Carlo Collodi
How it happened that Mr Cherry, the carpenter, found a piece of wood that laughed and cried like a child
by Charles Dickens
THE first ray of light which illumines the gloom, and converts into a dazzling brilliancy that obscurity in which the ea...
by Charles Dickens
MY FATHER'S FAMILY NAME being Pirrip, and my Christian name Philip, my infant tongue could make of both names nothing lo...
by Charles Dickens
WHETHER I shall turn out to be the hero of my own life, or whether that station will be held by any body else, these pag...
by Charles Dickens
Among other public buildings in a certain town which for many reasons it will be prudent to refrain from mentioning, and...
by Stephen King
The terror, which would not end for another twenty-eight years-if it ever did end-began, so far as I know or can tell, w...
by Charles Dickens, Mary Sebag-Montefiore
THIRTY years ago, Marseilles lay burning in the sun, one day.
by Charles Dickens
There once lived in a sequestered part of the country of Devonshire, one Mr Godfrey Nickleby, a worthy gentleman, who ta...
by Charles Dickens
MARLEY was dead, to begin with.
by Desiderius Erasmus
HOW SLIGHTLY SOEVER I am esteemed in the common vogue of the world (for I well know how disingenuously Folly is decried,...
by Washington Irving
Columbus had anticipated repose from his toils on arriving at Hispaniola, but a new scene of trouble and anxiety opened ...
by Charles Dickens
Dombey sat in the corner of the darkened room in the great arm-chair by the bedside, and Son lay tucked up warm in a lit...