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Carolyn Wells | Patty's Suitors | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/5631/pg5631-images.html | gutenberg | 1,914 | Lit | mid | PD | G | 1 | 1 | When the young people returned to the ballroom, it presented a decidedly changed appearance. Instead of an interior scene, it was a winter landscape.
The floor was covered with snow-white canvas, not laid on smoothly, but rumpled over bumps and hillocks, like a real snow field. The numerous palms and evergreens that ha... | 174 | 179 | 1 | traveller | 11 | 11 | 6 | -0.340259 | 0.464009 | 81.7 | 5.95 | 7.37 | 8 | 0.12102 | 0.11952 | 0.457534 | 12.097816 | 6.55 |
Carolyn Wells | Two Little Women on a Holiday | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/5893/pg5893-images.html | gutenberg | 1,917 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | All through dinner time, Mrs. Fayre was somewhat silent, her eyes resting on Dolly with a wistful, uncertain expression. She wanted to give the child the pleasure she craved, but she had hard work to bring herself to the point of overcoming her own objections.
At last, however, when the meal was nearly over, she smiled... | 164 | 184 | 0 | null | 15 | 15 | 6 | -0.315372 | 0.480805 | 80.26 | 4.86 | 4.16 | 7 | 0.04921 | 0.04921 | 0.46251 | 22.550179 | 6.25 |
Carolyn Wells | Patty Blossom | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/20945/pg20945-images.html | gutenberg | 1,917 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | As Roger had predicted, the snow departed as quickly as it came, and two days after their sleigh ride there was scarcely a vestige of white on the ground. Tennis was again possible and a great game was in progress on the court at Pine Laurel. Patty and Roger were playing against Elise and Sam Blaney, and the pairs were... | 162 | 180 | 0 | null | 11 | 11 | 5 | -0.580118 | 0.476676 | 79.04 | 6.03 | 5.81 | 9 | 0.10172 | 0.09724 | 0.369259 | 18.125279 | 7.31 |
CHARLES KINGSLEY | THE WATER-BABIES
A Fairy Tale for a Land-Baby | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/25564/25564-h/25564-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,863 | Lit | mid | PD | PG-13 | 3 | 3 | Mr. Grimes was to come up next morning to Sir John Harthover's, at the Place, for his old chimney-sweep was gone to prison, and the chimneys wanted sweeping. And so he rode away, not giving Tom time to ask what the sweep had gone to prison for, which was a matter of interest to Tom, as he had been in prison once or twi... | 159 | 160 | 0 | null | 3 | 3 | 1 | -1.785965 | 0.526599 | 44.77 | 20.51 | 24.87 | 12 | 0.07491 | 0.08856 | 0.390759 | 10.95946 | 8.56 |
Charles Kingsley | HOW THE ARGONAUTS WERE DRIVEN INTO THE UNKNOWN SEA | The Heroes
or Greek Fairy Tales for my Children | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/677/677-h/677-h.htm#page127 | gutenberg | 1,889 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | And outside before the palace a great garden was walled round, filled full of stately fruit-trees, gray olives and sweet figs, and pomegranates, pears, and apples, which bore the whole year round. For the rich south-west wind fed them, till pear grew ripe on pear, fig on fig, and grape on grape, all the winter and the ... | 163 | 164 | 1 | sceptre | 5 | 5 | 2 | -1.054013 | 0.450007 | 68.07 | 12.06 | 15.47 | 8 | 0.06356 | 0.08798 | 0.389226 | 3.19596 | 7 |
Charles Madison Curry
Erle Elsworth Clippinger | The Three Little Bears | Children's Literature
A Textbook of Sources for Teachers and Teacher-Training Classes | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/25545/25545-h/25545-h.htm#Page_64 | gutenberg | 1,920 | Lit | mid | PD | G | 1 | 1 | Once upon a time there were Three Bears who lived together in a house of their own in a wood. One of them was a Little, Small, Wee Bear; and one was a Middle-sized Bear, and the other was a Great, Huge Bear. They had each a pot for their porridge; a little pot for the Little, Small, Wee Bear; and a middle-sized pot for... | 147 | 147 | 0 | null | 5 | 5 | 1 | 0.247197 | 0.510845 | 80.94 | 9.47 | 10.76 | 5 | 0.3537 | 0.36885 | 0.301666 | 28.990105 | 1.71 |
Clair W. Hayes | The Boy Allies On the Firing Line
Or, Twelve Days Battle Along the Marne | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/12870/12870-h/12870-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,915 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | Hal and Chester found ample time to take an inventory of the general's car. It was a huge machine, and besides being fitted up luxuriously was also furnished as an office, that the general might still be at work while he hurried from one part of the field to another when events demanded his immediate presence. Even now... | 161 | 166 | 0 | null | 7 | 7 | 3 | -0.861809 | 0.480936 | 59.67 | 10.72 | 11.45 | 11 | 0.15617 | 0.16523 | 0.419842 | 12.766583 | 8.09 |
Clair W. Hayes | The Boy Allies in Great Peril | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/12682/pg12682-images.html | gutenberg | 1,916 | Lit | mid | PD | PG-13 | 3 | 3 | Hal Paine and Chester Crawford were typical American boys. With the former's mother, they had been in Berlin when the great European conflagration broke out and had been stranded there. Mrs. Paine had been able to get out of the country, but Hal and Chester were left behind.
In company with Major Raoul Derevaux, a Fren... | 171 | 174 | 0 | null | 8 | 8 | 3 | -1.759061 | 0.476507 | 60.87 | 10.2 | 11.88 | 12 | 0.19484 | 0.18656 | 0.484475 | 14.130141 | 9.23 |
Clair W. Hayes | The Boy Allies At Verdun | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/13020/pg13020-images.html | gutenberg | 1,917 | Lit | start | PD | PG | 2 | 2 | On the twenty-second of February, 1916, an automobile sped northward along the French battle line that for almost two years had held back the armies of the German emperor, strive as they would to win their way farther into the heart of France. For months the opposing forces had battled to a draw from the North Sea to t... | 170 | 173 | 0 | null | 7 | 8 | 3 | -0.952325 | 0.498116 | 68.79 | 9.8 | 11.03 | 11 | 0.11652 | 0.12905 | 0.430107 | 10.216473 | 7.51 |
Claude A. Labelle | The Ranger Boys and the Border Smugglers | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/25514/25514-h/25514-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,922 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | The boys left the capitol and made their way down the long hill to the main business part of the town. As they struck onto the main business street, Garry noticed the familiar blue bell sign of the telephone company.
"Say, boys, I have an idea. Let's stop in here and put in long distance calls and say hello to our folk... | 160 | 169 | 0 | null | 11 | 10 | 4 | -0.371641 | 0.46371 | 79.22 | 6.26 | 7.33 | 9 | 0.07015 | 0.07326 | 0.37727 | 16.497078 | 6.96 |
Cornelius Mathews | THE CELESTIAL SISTERS | The Indian Fairy Book
From the Original Legends | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/22248/22248-h/22248-h.htm#Page_7 | gutenberg | 1,869 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | One day he had gone beyond any point which he had ever before visited. He traveled through an open wood, which enabled him to see a great distance. At length he beheld a light breaking through the foliage of the distant trees, which made him sure that he was on the borders of a prairie. It was a wide plain, covered wit... | 191 | 192 | 0 | null | 8 | 8 | 2 | -1.238432 | 0.4659 | 71.88 | 9.2 | 10.58 | 9 | 0.07756 | 0.07593 | 0.454556 | 15.388692 | 6.88 |
Cyrus Townsend Brady | For Love of Country A Story of Land and Sea in the Days of the Revolution | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/20791/pg20791-images.html | gutenberg | 1,908 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | It was believed by the principal men of Virginia that Talbot's sympathies were with the revolted colonies; but the influence of his mother, to whom he had been accustomed to defer, had hitherto proved sufficient to prevent him from openly declaring himself. His visit to England, and the delightful reception he had met ... | 186 | 187 | 0 | null | 5 | 5 | 1 | -3.081337 | 0.55326 | 36.72 | 17.38 | 20.1 | 17 | 0.29355 | 0.29029 | 0.554392 | 7.548726 | 10.07 |
Cyrus Townsend Brady | South American Fights and Fighters
And Other Tales of Adventure | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/20910/20910-h/20910-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,910 | Info | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | This Pedrarias was seventy-two years old. He was of good birth and rich, and was the father of a large and interesting family, which he prudently left behind him in Spain. His wife, however, insisted on going with him to the New World. Whether or not this was a proof of wifely devotion—and if it was, it is the only thi... | 158 | 159 | 0 | null | 9 | 9 | 2 | -2.145248 | 0.518351 | 66.89 | 8.4 | 7.66 | 12 | 0.13492 | 0.15554 | 0.399179 | 15.240619 | 7.65 |
Cyrus Townsend Brady | The Eagle of the Empire
A Story of Waterloo | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/20515/20515-h/20515-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,915 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | The Emperor walked nervously up and down the long, low-ceiled apartment, the common room of the public inn at Nogent. Grouped around a long table in the center of the room several secretaries were busy with orders, reports and dispatches. At one end stood a group of officers of high rank in rich uniforms whose brillian... | 189 | 189 | 0 | null | 7 | 7 | 1 | -1.400318 | 0.494799 | 59.99 | 11.67 | 13.88 | 13 | 0.24022 | 0.23156 | 0.508509 | 7.342695 | 8.13 |
Cyrus Townsend Brady | A Little Book for Christmas | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/15343/15343-h/15343-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,917 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | The clock in a nearby church struck the hour of two. The areaway was dark. No one was abroad. He plunged down the steps, opened the window and disappeared. No man could move more noiselessly than he. In the still night he knew how the slightest sounds are magnified. He had made none as he groped his way through the bac... | 198 | 199 | 0 | null | 15 | 16 | 2 | -0.495299 | 0.471694 | 79.01 | 5.53 | 5.6 | 9 | 0.09305 | 0.07234 | 0.490699 | 21.649066 | 6.52 |
Dorothy Canfield | Understood Betsy | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/5347/5347-h/5347-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,916 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | Aunt Abigail was gone, Eleanor was gone. The room was quite empty except for the bright sunshine pouring in through the small-paned windows. Elizabeth Ann stretched and yawned and looked about her. What funny wall-paper it was—so old-fashioned looking! The picture was of a blue river and a brown mill, with green willow... | 181 | 183 | 0 | null | 12 | 14 | 1 | 0.245806 | 0.491793 | 84.67 | 5.3 | 5.58 | 7 | 0.05401 | 0.05716 | 0.398133 | 19.218527 | 5.59 |
E. Nesbit | The Book of Dragons | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/23661/23661-h/23661-h.htm#Page_1 | gutenberg | 1,899 | Lit | mid | PD | PG-13 | 3 | 2 | So off went Lionel to be made a King. He had never expected to be a King any more than you have, so it was all quite new to him—so new that he had never even thought of it. And as the coach went through the town he had to bite his tongue to be quite sure it was real, because if his tongue was real it showed he wasn't d... | 171 | 175 | 0 | null | 6 | 6 | 2 | -0.188186 | 0.481518 | 70.02 | 10.61 | 12.46 | 9 | 0.0392 | 0.04316 | 0.389894 | 14.975224 | 6.07 |
E. Nesbit | The Wouldbegoods: Being the Further Adventures of the Treasure Seekers | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/794/794-h/794-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,901 | Lit | mid | PD | PG-13 | 3 | 2 | Her name was Simpkins, and her cottage was just beyond the churchyard, on the other side from our house. On the different military occasions which I have remarked upon this widow woman stood at her garden gate and looked on. And after the cheering she rubbed her eyes with her apron. Alice noticed this slight but signif... | 177 | 179 | 0 | null | 12 | 12 | 3 | -1.286039 | 0.470564 | 82.57 | 5.47 | 5.37 | 7 | -0.00689 | 0.01017 | 0.396667 | 22.622535 | 6.66 |
E. Nesbit | Five Children and It | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/778/pg778-images.html | gutenberg | 1,902 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | The children had explored the gardens and the outhouses thoroughly before they were caught and cleaned for tea, and they saw quite well that they were certain to be happy at the White House. They thought so from the first moment, but when they found the back of the house covered with jasmine, and in white flower, and s... | 177 | 177 | 0 | null | 2 | 2 | 1 | -0.617733 | 0.496645 | 13.77 | 33.33 | 42.15 | 12 | 0.11038 | 0.12616 | 0.406758 | 5.47406 | 9.45 |
E. Nesbit | The Story of the Amulet | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/837/837-h/837-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,906 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | It was a wet day, so none of the plans for seeing all the sights of London that can be seen for nothing could be carried out. Everyone had been thinking all the morning about the wonderful adventures of the day before, when Jane had held up the charm and it had turned into an arch, through which they had walked straigh... | 180 | 185 | 0 | null | 6 | 7 | 2 | -1.126248 | 0.477028 | 62.64 | 12.02 | 13.83 | 12 | 0.11304 | 0.1145 | 0.483832 | 17.279894 | 7.14 |
E. Nesbit | The Railway Children | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/1874/1874-h/1874-h.htm#link2HCH0001 | gutenberg | 1,906 | Lit | mid | PD | PG-13 | 3 | 2 | Father had been away in the country for three or four days. All Peter's hopes for the curing of his afflicted Engine were now fixed on his Father, for Father was most wonderfully clever with his fingers. He could mend all sorts of things. He had often acted as veterinary surgeon to the wooden rocking-horse; once he had... | 176 | 182 | 0 | null | 8 | 8 | 2 | -1.009999 | 0.496148 | 70.26 | 9.05 | 9.67 | 9 | 0.08469 | 0.08032 | 0.430896 | 16.005069 | 6.59 |
E. Nesbit | The Magic City | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/20606/20606-h/20606-h.htm#Page_1 | gutenberg | 1,910 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | Then the man took off his hat and walked away, and Philip and his sister went home. She seemed different, somehow, and he was sent to bed a little earlier than usual, but he could not go to sleep for a long time, because he heard the front-door bell ring and afterwards a man's voice and Helen's going on and on in the l... | 155 | 157 | 1 | grey | 6 | 6 | 1 | 0.281178 | 0.510595 | 78.31 | 8.92 | 9.98 | 7 | -0.02749 | 0.01397 | 0.255879 | 16.372347 | 5.94 |
Edith Bancroft | Jane Allen: Right Guard | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/19015/19015-h/19015-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,918 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | Thanksgiving came and went with the usual round of college gaieties. Four days being too short a holiday to permit the majority of the Wellington girls going home, they remained at college and did much celebrating.
On Thanksgiving Day the first in the series of three basket-ball games was played between the sophomores ... | 165 | 168 | 0 | null | 10 | 10 | 2 | -0.267516 | 0.506753 | 69.65 | 7.77 | 8.66 | 10 | 0.21218 | 0.21694 | 0.433126 | 12.610169 | 7.73 |
Edith Van Dyne | The Flying Girl
| null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/53386/53386-h/53386-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,911 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | It was no indifferent thing this brave girl attempted. Until now her acquaintance with an aeroplane had been wholly theoretical; it was her first flight; yet so thoroughly did she understand every part of her air vehicle—what it was for and how to use it—that she had implicit confidence in herself and in her machine. N... | 147 | 148 | 1 | aeroplane | 6 | 7 | 1 | -1.020526 | 0.482688 | 54.24 | 11.02 | 11.51 | 13 | 0.20722 | 0.23664 | 0.426193 | 11.935218 | 7.96 |
Edith van Dyne | Mary Louise | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/5660/pg5660-images.html | gutenberg | 2,002 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | Mary Louise hid herself in the drawing-room, where she could watch the closed door of the library opposite. At times she trembled with an unknown dread; again, she told herself that no harm could possibly befall her dear, good Gran'pa Jim or her faithful, loving mother. Yet why were they closeted in the library so long... | 154 | 159 | 0 | null | 9 | 9 | 3 | -0.869774 | 0.458918 | 67.89 | 8.12 | 9.37 | 10 | 0.088 | 0.09282 | 0.440631 | 17.661223 | 7.52 |
Edmund Leamy | THE ENCHANTED CAVE | The Golden Spears
And Other Fairy Tales | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/22168/22168-h/22168-h.htm#h2H_4_0007 | gutenberg | 1,911 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | At that moment the queen came out through the palace door, and the prince was so dazzled by her beauty, that only for the golden bracelet he wore upon his right arm, under the sleeve of his silken tunic, he might almost have forgotten the Princess Ailinn. This bracelet was made by the dwarfs who dwell in the heart of t... | 182 | 182 | 0 | null | 3 | 3 | 1 | 0.278203 | 0.484045 | 32.3 | 23.82 | 28.56 | 12 | 0.20273 | 0.21673 | 0.421517 | 19.930448 | 7.86 |
Edward Sylvester Ellis | The Boy Patriot | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/21125/21125-h/21125-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,863 | Lit | start | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | Were you ever on the coast of Maine? If so, you know how the rocky shores stretch out now and then clear into the ocean, and fret the salt waves till they are all in a foam. Old Ocean is not to be so set at defiance and have his rightful territory wrung from him, without taking his revenge after his own fashion. Far up... | 196 | 197 | 1 | axe | 8 | 8 | 2 | -1.56622 | 0.485318 | 76.16 | 8.82 | 10.13 | 8 | 0.19159 | 0.17276 | 0.493562 | 11.141175 | 6.85 |
Edward Sylvester Ellis | The Huge Hunter
Or, the Steam Man of the Prairies | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/7506/7506-h/7506-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,868 | Lit | mid | PD | PG-13 | 3 | 2 | If nature afflicts in one direction she frequently makes amends in another direction, and this dwarf, small as he was, was gifted with a most wonderful mind. His mechanical ingenuity bordered on the marvelous. When he went to school, he was a general favorite with teachers and pupils. The former loved him for his sweet... | 161 | 162 | 0 | null | 6 | 6 | 2 | -2.386485 | 0.526079 | 52.1 | 12.74 | 14.67 | 13 | 0.11372 | 0.15038 | 0.393743 | 8.849771 | 8.28 |
Edward Sylvester Ellis | Adrift in the Wilds or, The Adventures of Two Shipwrecked Boys | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/21626/21626-h/21626-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,887 | Lit | start | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | One beautiful misummer night in 18— a large, heavily laden steamer was making her way swiftly up the Pacific coast, in the direction of San Francisco. She was opposite the California shore, only a day's sail distant from the City of the Golden Gate, and many of the passengers had already begun making preparations for l... | 169 | 172 | 0 | null | 6 | 6 | 3 | -1.483887 | 0.476219 | 49.85 | 13.43 | 14.85 | 14 | 0.21512 | 0.22333 | 0.493512 | 10.509467 | 8.64 |
Edward Sylvester Ellis | Through Forest and Fire:
Wild-Woods Series No. 1 | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/16472/16472-h/16472-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,891 | Lit | mid | PD | PG-13 | 3 | 2 | When Nick Ribsam set out to find his missing sister Nellie, he made the search as thorough as possible.
The first house at which he stopped was that of Mr. Marston, which, it will be remembered, was only a short distance away from his own home. There, to his disappointment, he learned that their little girl had not bee... | 155 | 157 | 0 | null | 7 | 7 | 3 | 0.633139 | 0.51578 | 68.76 | 9.24 | 10.45 | 9 | 0.02085 | 0.04332 | 0.34529 | 20.632798 | 7.36 |
Edward Sylvester Ellis | LOST IN A BLIZZARD | The Jungle Fugitives and Others | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/16805/16805-h/16805-h.htm#link2H_4_0032 | gutenberg | 1,903 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | My hope lay in Jack's promise that he would keep a bright light burning in the upper story to guide me on my course. On a clear night this light was visible from the village, but somehow or other I failed to take into account the state of the weather. The air was full of eddying flakes, which would render the headlight... | 147 | 154 | 0 | null | 8 | 8 | 3 | -0.596383 | 0.46728 | 75.51 | 7.35 | 7.1 | 8 | 0.06473 | 0.10579 | 0.327351 | 16.607813 | 5.94 |
Edward Sylvester Ellis | THE WRITING FOUND IN A BOTTLE | The Jungle Fugitives and Others | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/16805/16805-h/16805-h.htm#link2H_4_0036 | gutenberg | 1,903 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | We three reached the old poplar the next evening between ten and eleven o'clock. Arthur had escaped inquiry by slipping out of his bedroom window after bidding his parents good-night; and, inasmuch as the lantern which I carried was not lit until we arrived at the tree, we were confident of escaping attention. Still I ... | 140 | 141 | 0 | null | 6 | 6 | 2 | -1.394485 | 0.474055 | 57.1 | 11.17 | 12.55 | 11 | 0.09479 | 0.13946 | 0.337838 | 9.028936 | 7.48 |
Edward Sylvester Ellis | THAT HORNET'S NEST | The Jungle Fugitives and Others | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/16805/16805-h/16805-h.htm#link2H_4_0037 | gutenberg | 1,903 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | But, somehow or other, Mr. Lathrop was different from the teachers that had preceded him. He never spoke angrily or shouted, and his first act on entering the schoolroom was to break up the long tough hickory "gad" lying on his desk and to fling it out of the window. The next thing he did, after calling the school to o... | 172 | 175 | 0 | null | 6 | 6 | 2 | -0.146083 | 0.50331 | 65.09 | 11.39 | 12.7 | 11 | 0.10669 | 0.12358 | 0.427025 | 13.845499 | 7.25 |
Edward Sylvester Ellis | A FOOL OR A GENIUS | The Jungle Fugitives and Others | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/16805/16805-h/16805-h.htm#link2H_4_0042 | gutenberg | 1,903 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | The big, spacious structure was a favorite place for spending their leisure hours. The hard, seedy floor, with the arching rafters overhead could not be improved for their purpose. The shingles were so far aloft that the shade within was cool on sultry summer days, and it was the pleasantest kind of music to hear the r... | 187 | 188 | 0 | null | 8 | 8 | 2 | -0.803768 | 0.476008 | 72.28 | 9.02 | 10.9 | 8 | 0.19033 | 0.1954 | 0.449743 | 8.710863 | 6.9 |
Edward Sylvester Ellis | The Story of Red Feather: A Tale of the American Frontier | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/24097/24097-h/24097-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,908 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | It was quite early in the forenoon, Melville having made an early start from the border-town of Barwell, and he was well on his way to his home, which lay ten miles to the south. "Dot," as his little sister was called by her friends, had been on a week's visit to her uncle's at the settlement, the agreement all round b... | 174 | 180 | 0 | null | 4 | 5 | 2 | -1.314629 | 0.449364 | 52.94 | 16.87 | 20.42 | 12 | 0.06672 | 0.07907 | 0.3531 | 18.280456 | 7.35 |
Edward Sylvester Ellis AKA Lieut. R. H. Jayne | The Cave in the Mountain | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/14647/14647-h/14647-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,894 | Lit | mid | PD | PG-13 | 3 | 2.5 | Before Fred could complete the sentence his foot struck an obstruction and he was precipitated headlong over and down a chasm which had escaped his notice. He fell with such violence that he was knocked senseless.
When he recovered he was in darkness, his torch having been extinguished. The smell of the burning resin r... | 167 | 174 | 0 | null | 11 | 10 | 3 | -1.413744 | 0.49264 | 72.54 | 7.34 | 7.85 | 9 | 0.12558 | 0.1388 | 0.47638 | 12.650389 | 7.28 |
Edwin L. Sabin | Pluck on the Long Trail
Boy Scouts in the Rockies | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/20710/20710-h/20710-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,912 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | We must have been squatting for an hour and a half, and the sun was down close to the top of the draw, behind us, when Fitzpatrick nudged me with his foot, and nodded. He made the sign of birds flying up and pointed down the trail, below, us; so that I knew somebody was coming, around a turn there. We scarcely breathed... | 170 | 172 | 0 | null | 8 | 8 | 3 | -0.479831 | 0.495427 | 84.63 | 6.23 | 7.63 | 7 | 0.06468 | 0.074 | 0.382881 | 19.18363 | 6.23 |
Elsie Spicer Eells | Why the Tiger and the Stag
Fear Each Other | Fairy Tales from Brazil | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/24714/24714-h/24714-h.htm#VI | gutenberg | 1,917 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | Now in that same country there lived a large handsome tiger, with sharp, sharp teeth and bright, cruel eyes. One day the tiger said to himself, "I am tired of having no home of my own,—of just living around anywhere! I shall build me a house." Accordingly the tiger searched for a place to build his house. He searched o... | 164 | 170 | 0 | null | 11 | 12 | 1 | 0.404633 | 0.482964 | 89.05 | 4.54 | 4.52 | 6 | 0.08916 | 0.09537 | 0.358976 | 25.425362 | 1.41 |
Emma Leslie | A Sailor's Lass | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/21797/21797-h/21797-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,886 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | The children wondered that nothing worse than hard words fell to their share, and were somewhat relieved that the next question referred to Bob, and not to their doings.
"You say he ain't come home?" said Coomber.
"I ain't seen him since he went with you to Fellness. Ain't you just come from there?" said his wife, timi... | 159 | 173 | 0 | null | 9 | 7 | 5 | -0.952123 | 0.452621 | 86.47 | 6.29 | 7.66 | 7 | 0.08267 | 0.09612 | 0.327753 | 16.961274 | 6.48 |
Emma Leslie | Kate's Ordeal | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/20307/20307-h/20307-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,887 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | Katie Haydon is going to London, ma'am. Did she tell you on Sunday?" The speaker was Esther Odell, who could think of nothing else but her schoolfellow's good fortune, and, meeting her teacher later in the week, hastened to impart the important news to her.
Miss Eldon looked surprised and a little disappointed, for she... | 196 | 203 | 0 | null | 8 | 10 | 3 | -1.053898 | 0.47051 | 66.35 | 10.15 | 10.78 | 10 | 0.12659 | 0.09759 | 0.518377 | 19.741898 | 7.26 |
Emma Speed Sampson | Mary Louise and Josie O'Gorman | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/22532/22532-h/22532-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,922 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | When Josie arrived at her destination she went to the one small hotel the village boasted and, engaging the only room in the house with a private bath, she made herself comfortable for the time being. She needed sleep before she could engage in the adventure she was planning. A hotel or boarding house is a good place i... | 146 | 148 | 0 | null | 5 | 6 | 2 | 0.022598 | 0.510077 | 62.84 | 10.58 | 11.64 | 12 | 0.07991 | 0.11091 | 0.376152 | 19.394101 | 7.43 |
Flora Annie Steel | CHILDE ROWLAND | English Fairy Tales | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/17034/17034-h/17034-h.htm#CHILDE_ROWLAND | gutenberg | 1,918 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | It was very dark at first, perhaps because the sun had part blinded his eyes; for after a while it became twilight, though where the light came from none could tell, unless through the walls and the roof; for there were neither windows nor candles. But in the gloaming light he could see a long passage of rough arches m... | 193 | 193 | 0 | null | 7 | 7 | 1 | -1.258699 | 0.45753 | 71.4 | 10.22 | 12.32 | 8 | 0.13558 | 0.14516 | 0.479786 | 10.421591 | 7.04 |
FLORENCE HOLBROOK | THE STORY OF THE FIRST BUTTERFLIES. | THE BOOK OF NATURE MYTHS | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/22420/22420-h/22420-h.htm#Page_10 | gutenberg | 1,902 | Lit | end | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | He sang of long summer days and the music of waters beating upon the shore. He sang of the moonlight and the starlight. All the wonders of the night, all the beauty of the morning, were in his song.
"Dear southwind," said the Great Spirit "here are some beautiful things for you to bear away with, you to your summer hom... | 143 | 149 | 0 | null | 8 | 9 | 3 | -0.473702 | 0.481323 | 82.85 | 6.24 | 7.56 | 6 | 0.08509 | 0.13309 | 0.254421 | 19.90864 | 1.66 |
FLORENCE HOLBROOK | WHY THE SWALLOW'S TAIL IS FORKED. | THE BOOK OF NATURE MYTHS | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/22420/22420-h/22420-h.htm#Page_23 | gutenberg | 1,902 | Lit | start | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | This is the story of how the swallow's tail came to be forked.
One day the Great Spirit asked all the animals that he had made to come to his lodge. Those that could fly came first: the robin, the bluebird, the owl, the butterfly, the wasp, and the firefly. Behind them came the chicken, fluttering its wings and trying ... | 149 | 159 | 0 | null | 11 | 11 | 4 | 0.610319 | 0.530622 | 91.51 | 3.93 | 3.79 | 7 | 0.09971 | 0.13496 | 0.305023 | 17.358453 | 5.36 |
FLORENCE HOLBROOK | WHY THE WREN FLIES CLOSE TO THE EARTH.
| THE BOOK OF NATURE MYTHS | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/22420/22420-h/22420-h.htm#Page_76 | gutenberg | 1,902 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | The wren is very small, but she cried even more eagerly than the others, "Let us choose the bird that flies highest," for she said to herself, "They think the owl is wise, but I am wiser than he, and I know which bird can fly highest."
Then the birds tried their wings. They flew high, high up above the earth, but one b... | 189 | 204 | 0 | null | 11 | 10 | 5 | -0.04192 | 0.443631 | 88.62 | 5.69 | 6.22 | 6 | 0.03222 | 0.02112 | 0.429162 | 21.456462 | 1.2 |
FLORENCE HOLBROOK | THE STORY OF THE FIRST GRASSHOPPER. | THE BOOK OF NATURE MYTHS | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/22420/22420-h/22420-h.htm#Page_83 | gutenberg | 1,902 | Lit | start | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | In a country that is far away there once lived a young man called Tithonus. He was strong and beautiful. Light of heart and light of foot, he hunted the deer or danced and sang the livelong day. Every one who saw him loved him, but the one that loved him most was a goddess named Aurora.
Every goddess had her own work, ... | 179 | 187 | 0 | null | 11 | 11 | 3 | -0.541326 | 0.456775 | 85.44 | 5.43 | 5.81 | 8 | 0.06005 | 0.06998 | 0.418792 | 21.418252 | 5.76 |
FLORENCE HOLBROOK | THE STORY OF THE ORIOLE. | THE BOOK OF NATURE MYTHS | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/22420/22420-h/22420-h.htm#Page_86 | gutenberg | 1,902 | Lit | start | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | The king of the north once said to himself, "I am master of the country of ice and snow, but what is that if I cannot be ruler of the land of sunshine and flowers? I am no king if I fear the king of the south. The northwind shall bear my icy breath. Bird and beast shall quiver and tremble with cold. I myself will call ... | 175 | 179 | 0 | null | 10 | 10 | 2 | -1.051906 | 0.451918 | 91.34 | 4.94 | 5.61 | 0 | 0.08885 | 0.10397 | 0.393839 | 11.800703 | 5.41 |
FLORENCE HOLBROOK | WHY THE EVERGREEN TREES NEVER LOSE THEIR LEAVES. | THE BOOK OF NATURE MYTHS | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/22420/22420-h/22420-h.htm#Page_118 | gutenberg | 1,902 | Lit | start | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | Winter was coming, and the birds had flown far to the south, where the air was warm and they could find berries to eat. One little bird had broken its wing and could not fly with the others. It was alone in the cold world of frost and snow. The forest looked warm, and it made its way to the trees as well as it could, t... | 182 | 199 | 0 | null | 13 | 14 | 4 | 0.857927 | 0.528576 | 97.81 | 2.75 | 2.68 | 5 | 0.01359 | 0.00253 | 0.409391 | 25.954982 | 5.1 |
FLORENCE HOLBROOK | WHY THE ASPEN LEAVES TREMBLE. | THE BOOK OF NATURE MYTHS | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/22420/22420-h/22420-h.htm#Page_122 | gutenberg | 1,902 | Lit | end | PD | PG | 2 | 2 | The reeds did whisper the angry words of the aspen to the queen bee, and she said, "I was going to guide my swarm to the aspen, but now I will drive the tree out of the forest. Come, my bees, come."
Then the bees flew by hundreds upon the aspen. They stung every leaf and every twig through and through. The tree was dri... | 148 | 151 | 0 | null | 8 | 8 | 2 | -1.29257 | 0.46443 | 87.43 | 5.69 | 6.65 | 0 | 0.00296 | 0.03458 | 0.23929 | 15.772082 | 5.73 |
FLORENCE HOLBROOK | HOW THE BLOSSOMS CAME TO THE HEATHER. | THE BOOK OF NATURE MYTHS | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/22420/22420-h/22420-h.htm#Page_125 | gutenberg | 1,902 | Lit | start | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | Only a little while after the earth was made, the trees and plants came to live on it. They were happy and contented. The lily was glad because her flowers were white. The rose was glad because her flowers were red. The violet was happy because, however shyly she might hide herself away, some one would come to look for... | 156 | 165 | 0 | null | 12 | 13 | 2 | -0.033183 | 0.471038 | 85.8 | 4.31 | 4.47 | 7 | 0.08526 | 0.10252 | 0.3676 | 18.36301 | 5.34 |
FLORENCE HOLBROOK | THE TWIN STARS. | THE BOOK OF NATURE MYTHS | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/22420/22420-h/22420-h.htm#Page_200 | gutenberg | 1,902 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | Tired as they were, they did not have time to go to sleep before they heard a bear calling "Ugh! Ugh!" in the woods. They sprang up and ran out of the woods, and just before they came to the bottom of the hill, they saw right in front of them a beautiful little lake. They were not frightened any more, for there in the ... | 153 | 163 | 0 | null | 12 | 13 | 1 | -0.134893 | 0.484222 | 95.36 | 2.88 | 2.52 | 5 | -0.03601 | 0.00123 | 0.278927 | 29.693953 | 1.2 |
Frances Hodgson Burnett | The Proud Little Grain of Wheat | Little Saint Elizabeth and Other Stories | http://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/10466/pg10466-images.html | gutenberg | 1,888 | Lit | start | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | There once was a little grain of wheat which was very proud indeed. The first thing it remembered was being very much crowded and jostled by a great many other grains of wheat, all living in the same sack in the granary. It was quite dark in the sack, and no one could move about, and so there was nothing to be done but... | 155 | 158 | 1 | neighbour | 7 | 7 | 2 | -0.130375 | 0.462687 | 79.58 | 8.62 | 10.56 | 7 | 0.04185 | 0.04185 | 0.340098 | 25.583031 | 5.74 |
Frances Hodgson Burnett | Behind the White Brick | Little Saint Elizabeth and Other Stories | http://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/10466/pg10466-images.html | gutenberg | 1,888 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | Jem hid her face on her arms and cried as if her heart would break. She cried until her eyes were heavy, and she thought she would be obliged to go to sleep. But just as she was thinking of going to sleep, something fell down the chimney and made her look up. It was a piece of mortar, and it brought a good deal of soot... | 145 | 150 | 0 | null | 11 | 11 | 2 | 0.394616 | 0.509473 | 97.57 | 3.28 | 3.25 | 0 | -0.09589 | -0.06656 | 0.274826 | 21.903207 | 5.23 |
Frances Hodgson Burnett | The Land of the Blue Flower | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/5302/pg5302-images.html | gutenberg | 1,904 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 2 | He forgot nothing. He lived looking out on all things from great, clear, joyous eyes. Upon his mountain crag he never heard a paltry or unbeautiful word or knew of the existence of unfriendliness or baseness in thought. As soon as he was old enough to go out alone he roamed about the great mountain and feared neither s... | 183 | 184 | 0 | null | 10 | 11 | 2 | -1.059971 | 0.514748 | 83.79 | 6.17 | 7.31 | 7 | 0.04665 | 0.0481 | 0.438281 | 19.408977 | 6.43 |
Frances Hodgson Burnett | A Little Princess | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/146/146-h/146-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,905 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | The birthday was to be celebrated by great festivities. The schoolroom was to be decorated, and there was to be a party. The boxes containing the presents were to be opened with great ceremony, and there was to be a glittering feast spread in Miss Minchin's sacred room. When the day arrived the whole house was in a whi... | 184 | 188 | 0 | null | 10 | 10 | 2 | -0.586359 | 0.468368 | 74.65 | 7.44 | 8.23 | 9 | 0.16624 | 0.14807 | 0.538789 | 14.729879 | 6.69 |
Frances Hodgson Burnett | The Secret Garden | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/113/113-h/113-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,911 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | The rainstorm had ended and the gray mist and clouds had been swept away in the night by the wind. The wind itself had ceased and a brilliant, deep blue sky arched high over the moorland. Never, never had Mary dreamed of a sky so blue. In India skies were hot and blazing; this was of a deep cool blue which almost seeme... | 166 | 176 | 0 | null | 11 | 15 | 2 | -0.944089 | 0.481838 | 88.45 | 4.44 | 4.8 | 6 | 0.15433 | 0.15143 | 0.465342 | 13.44933 | 7.31 |
Frances Hodgson Burnett | My Robin | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/5304/pg5304-images.html | gutenberg | 1,912 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | He followed us, hopping in the grass or from rose bush to rose bush. No word of ours escaped him. If our conversation on the enthralling subjects of fertilizers and aphides seemed in its earnest absorption to verge upon the emotional and tender he interfered at once. He commanded my attention. He perched on nearby boug... | 146 | 156 | 0 | null | 12 | 13 | 2 | -1.926422 | 0.545729 | 77.13 | 5.56 | 5.45 | 8 | 0.14052 | 0.17125 | 0.31639 | 13.725553 | 7.98 |
Frances Hodgson Burnett | The Lost Prince | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/384/384-h/384-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,915 | Lit | mid | PD | PG-13 | 3 | 2 | When they came back from the graveyard, The Rat was silent all the way. He was thinking of what had happened and of what lay before him. He was, in fact, thinking chiefly that nothing lay before him—nothing. The certainty of that gave his sharp, lined face new lines and sharpness which made it look pinched and hard.
He... | 161 | 164 | 0 | null | 9 | 9 | 3 | 0.277144 | 0.472744 | 83.61 | 6.1 | 6.99 | 7 | 0.03376 | 0.05916 | 0.315753 | 18.265506 | 5.99 |
FRANCIS ROLT-WHEELER | THE BOY WITH THE U.S. CENSUS | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/13181/13181-h/13181-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,911 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | The following morning, an early breakfast over, Hamilton started on the journey to his enumeration district, stopping at the office for a moment's chat with his friend the supervisor, and receiving his good luck wishes before he went. The mare was a delight, being well-paced, and the horseman from whom Hamilton had bou... | 196 | 198 | 0 | null | 8 | 8 | 2 | -0.998571 | 0.476082 | 55.24 | 11.7 | 11.99 | 12 | 0.07694 | 0.06875 | 0.53137 | 13.300975 | 6.94 |
FRANCIS ROLT-WHEELER | THE BOY WITH THE U. S. FISHERIES | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/21008/21008-h/21008-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,912 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | The boy rose and went back to the open window. It seemed to him that there was more tumult from the rookery than when he had listened half an hour before, but it occurred to him that this was probably the result of the silence of the hour and his own restlessness. Then, not loudly, but distinctly, in spite of its being... | 191 | 192 | 0 | null | 8 | 8 | 2 | -1.04416 | 0.49877 | 74.95 | 8.8 | 9.61 | 9 | -0.0377 | -0.02483 | 0.408667 | 15.157802 | 6.55 |
FRANCIS ROLT-WHEELER | THE BOY WITH THE U. S. FORESTERS | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/18874/18874-h/18874-h.htm | gutenberg | 2,006 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | One night, returning from a hard day, on which he had not only ridden his fire patrol, but had also spent a couple of hours rolling big rocks into a creek to keep it from washing out a trail should a freshet come, he found a large party of people at his camp. There was an ex-professor of social science of the old régim... | 153 | 164 | 0 | null | 7 | 7 | 5 | -1.0142 | 0.474241 | 70.98 | 9 | 9.09 | 8 | 0.14392 | 0.16574 | 0.372098 | 12.719112 | 7.54 |
FRANK FOWLER | The Broncho Rider Boys
With Funston at Vera Cruz | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/19538/19538-h/19538-h.htm | gutenberg | 2,006 | Lit | start | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | "Let me look, Billie," and Donald reached out his hand for the field glass through which Broncho Billie was gazing down from the summit of Real del Monte upon the plain of Quesco, through which the Pachuca river winds its way. "Maybe I can make out who they are."
Billie handed over the glass without a word and stood ex... | 141 | 157 | 0 | null | 6 | 6 | 4 | -0.746615 | 0.45971 | 60.86 | 10.73 | 11.86 | 11 | 0.06219 | 0.09743 | 0.39592 | 12.33313 | 8.34 |
Frank R. Stockton | A Jolly Fellowship | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/20651/20651-h/20651-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,901 | Lit | mid | PD | PG-13 | 3 | 2 | There were but few passengers on deck, for it was quite cold, and it now began to grow dark, and we went below. Pretty soon the dinner-bell rang, and I was glad to hear it, for I had the appetite of a horse. There was a first-rate dinner, ever so many different kinds of dishes, all up and down the table, which had ridg... | 184 | 186 | 0 | null | 6 | 7 | 1 | -0.462051 | 0.462572 | 77.48 | 9.09 | 9.6 | 8 | 0.01387 | 0.01085 | 0.413 | 21.053544 | 2.08 |
G. Harvey Ralphson | Boy Scouts in Mexico; or On Guard with Uncle Sam | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/2191/2191-h/2191-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,911 | Lit | mid | PD | PG-13 | 3 | 2 | It was weirdly lonely in the dark little dent on the side of the mountain after the departure of the two boys, and Jimmie drew closer to his companion. The wind which swept the heights was chilly.
The two lay close together in silence for a long time, each, doubtless, thinking of the Great White Way and the lights whic... | 145 | 150 | 0 | null | 6 | 6 | 3 | -0.001112 | 0.492674 | 74.35 | 8.98 | 10.74 | 9 | 0.14879 | 0.18494 | 0.361812 | 11.500715 | 6.46 |
G. Harvey Ralphson | Boy Scouts in a Submarine | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/6108/pg6108-images.html | gutenberg | 1,912 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | The Sea Lion was a United States submarine, yet she was not constructed along the usual naval lines. It was said of her that she looked more like a pleasure yacht built for under-surface work than anything else. It is not the purpose of the writer to enter into a minute description of the craft. She was provided with a... | 173 | 174 | 0 | null | 9 | 9 | 2 | -0.503614 | 0.495474 | 64.79 | 9.05 | 9.08 | 10 | 0.16858 | 0.17184 | 0.493006 | 12.89554 | 7.4 |
G. Harvey Ralphson | Boy Scouts on Motorcycles With the Flying Squadron | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/11469/pg11469-images.html | gutenberg | 1,912 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | Jack and Frank sat long by the window, waiting for Ned and Jimmie to return. The doors of the adjoining rooms were wide open, so they had a full view of the lower floor. There were windows, unglazed like that which looked out on the Gulf of Pechili, too, and the lads could see for some distance along the street which r... | 161 | 162 | 0 | null | 7 | 7 | 2 | -1.33108 | 0.475935 | 64.8 | 9.97 | 11.46 | 11 | 0.0902 | 0.11292 | 0.41115 | 8.959786 | 7.71 |
G. Harvey Ralphson | Boy Scouts on Hudson Bay
The Disappearing Fleet | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/22674/22674-h/22674-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,914 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | The others were watching him closely. They guessed something of the nature of what must be passing through Ned's mind, for both Jack and Teddy followed his gaze up the uneven shore. Jimmy had the glasses again, and was busily engaged in scrutinizing the blur on the distant horizon, which all of them had agreed must be ... | 144 | 148 | 0 | null | 7 | 6 | 2 | -0.371472 | 0.502372 | 60.5 | 10 | 11.12 | 11 | 0.20203 | 0.22276 | 0.365501 | 10.373125 | 8.46 |
G. Harvey Ralphson | Boy Scouts in Southern Waters | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/13859/13859-h/13859-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,915 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | Four boys were standing in the pilot house of a sturdily built and splendidly equipped motor boat that was being rolled and tossed by the, waves driven from the Gulf of Mexico before a southerly wind. Great banks of fog were rolling inland before the wind--fog so thick it was scarcely possible to see a boat's length ah... | 180 | 187 | 0 | null | 8 | 10 | 3 | -1.621395 | 0.467809 | 61.84 | 9.69 | 10.94 | 12 | 0.26267 | 0.24128 | 0.576136 | 10.695129 | 8.27 |
G. Harvey Ralphson | Boy Scouts Mysterious Signal
or Perils of the Black Bear Patrol | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/22991/22991-h/22991-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,916 | Lit | mid | PD | PG-13 | 3 | 2 | With trembling hands the lad took the shavings from Jack's hand. Carefully shielding the tiny flame from possible draughts of air, the boy held the point of one of the thin pieces of wood over the flare. In a moment it had caught fire. Licking up the curl, the flame gradually leaped from one piece of wood to another un... | 153 | 159 | 1 | draughts | 9 | 9 | 3 | 0.088148 | 0.499267 | 76.37 | 6.89 | 8.36 | 8 | 0.15584 | 0.17184 | 0.375095 | 10.641896 | 7.04 |
Gabrielle E. Jackson | Peggy Stewart, Navy Girl, at Home | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/5729/pg5729-images.html | gutenberg | 1,911 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | The colt raised his head, whinnied aloud as though in denial and stamped one deer-like, unshod fore-hoof as though to emphasize his protest; then he again slid his head back into the arms as if their slender roundness encompassed all his little world.
"You old dear!" exclaimed the girl softly, adding: "Eh, but it's a b... | 192 | 202 | 0 | null | 8 | 7 | 3 | -1.836193 | 0.52167 | 64.64 | 10.39 | 12.21 | 10 | 0.15482 | 0.13559 | 0.548142 | 5.356033 | 7.81 |
Gabrielle E. Jackson | Peggy Stewart at School | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/22113/22113-h/22113-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,918 | Lit | mid | PD | PG-13 | 3 | 2 | They drove into Annapolis by the bridge which crosses the Severn just above the Naval Hospital, and from which the whole Academy is seen at its best, with the wide sweep of the beautiful Chesapeake beyond. Jess pointed out everything most carefully. Then on they went across College Creek bridge, up College Avenue, by h... | 157 | 164 | 0 | null | 10 | 10 | 3 | -1.094125 | 0.475968 | 68.85 | 7.61 | 7.52 | 11 | 0.05767 | 0.07785 | 0.349377 | 11.651411 | 7.21 |
George Durston | The Boy Scout Aviators | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/5707/pg5707-images.html | gutenberg | 1,921 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | It had been hard for Harry, when his father's business called him to England, to give up a all the friendships and associations of his boyhood. Had been hard to leave school; to tear up, by the roots, all the things that bound him to his home. But as a scout he had learned to be loyal and obedient. His parents had talk... | 176 | 185 | 0 | null | 11 | 11 | 2 | -0.017161 | 0.465673 | 83.47 | 5.64 | 5.35 | 8 | 0.03853 | 0.04756 | 0.408133 | 29.066009 | 6.3 |
George Durston | The Boy Scouts on the Trail | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/20327/20327-h/20327-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,921 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | Morning brought awakening to the two friends with the sounding of reveille from bugles, seemingly just outside their window. Together they sprang from bed, raced to the window, wide open as it had been all night, and looked out. Not far away, in a small park, one of those for which the city of Amiens is famous, they sa... | 159 | 159 | 0 | null | 7 | 7 | 1 | -1.170767 | 0.475845 | 69.92 | 9.15 | 9.86 | 10 | 0.06133 | 0.08106 | 0.356157 | 18.233333 | 6.95 |
George MacDonald | At the Back of the North Wind | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/225/225-h/225-h.htm#link2HCH0002 | gutenberg | 1,871 | Lit | mid | PD | PG-13 | 3 | 2 | It was a clear night overhead, and the stars were shining. Orion in particular was making the most of his bright belt and golden sword. But the moon was only a poor thin crescent. There was just one great, jagged, black and gray cloud in the sky, with a steep side to it like a precipice; and the moon was against this s... | 158 | 158 | 0 | null | 7 | 7 | 1 | -0.532915 | 0.430425 | 82.69 | 7.37 | 8.15 | 8 | 0.04569 | 0.0744 | 0.332438 | 16.028652 | 5.56 |
George MacDonald | The Princess and the Goblin | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/708/708-h/708-h.htm#chap02 | gutenberg | 1,872 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | She did not cry long, however, for she was as brave as could be expected of a princess of her age. After a good cry, she got up, and brushed the dust from her frock. Oh, what old dust it was! Then she wiped her eyes with her hands, for princesses don't always have their handkerchiefs in their pockets, any more than som... | 193 | 194 | 0 | null | 12 | 12 | 1 | -0.20957 | 0.462096 | 87.09 | 5.15 | 5.55 | 7 | 0.07523 | 0.07104 | 0.469951 | 23.175376 | 5.33 |
George MacDonald | The Princess and the Curdie | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/709/709-h/709-h.htm#chap02 | gutenberg | 1,883 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | When in the winter they had had their supper and sat about the fire, or when in the summer they lay on the border of the rock-margined stream that ran through their little meadow close by the door of their cottage, issuing from the far-up whiteness often folded in clouds, Curdie's mother would not seldom lead the conve... | 193 | 196 | 1 | behaviour | 3 | 3 | 2 | -1.857994 | 0.533949 | 26.62 | 25.94 | 32.12 | 14 | 0.19317 | 0.19317 | 0.505401 | 13.174673 | 8.9 |
George W. Peck | Peck's Bad Boy and His Pa | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/25487/25487-h/25487-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,883 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | Of course all boys are not full of tricks, but the best of them are. That is, those who are the readiest to play innocent jokes, and who are continually looking for chances to make Rome howl, are the most apt to turn out to be first-class business men. There is a boy in the Seventh Ward who is so full of fun that somet... | 190 | 192 | 0 | null | 6 | 6 | 1 | -0.715517 | 0.45912 | 74.42 | 10.79 | 12.5 | 9 | 0.05839 | 0.05324 | 0.441484 | 22.106923 | 6.46 |
George W. Peck | The Grocery Man And Peck's Bad Boy | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/25488/25488-h/25488-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,893 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 2 | In the meantime, one of the grocery man's best customers—a deacon in the church—had come in and sat down on the counter, over the darning needle, and as the grocery man came in with the coal, the boy pulled the string, and went out door and tipped over a basket of rutabagas, while the deacon got down off the counter wi... | 159 | 161 | 0 | null | 3 | 3 | 1 | -1.156364 | 0.460135 | 42.37 | 20.52 | 24.71 | 12 | 0.16263 | 0.19027 | 0.349705 | 14.215227 | 8.05 |
George W. Peck | Peck's Uncle Ike and The Red Headed | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/25490/25490-h/25490-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,899 | Lit | mid | PD | PG-13 | 3 | 2 | Uncle Ike was sitting in his room with a bath robe on, and his great, big, bare feet in a tub of hot water, in which some dry mustard had been sifted, and on a table beside him was a pitcher of hot lemonade, which he was trying to drink, as it got cool enough to go down his neck without scorching his throat. His head w... | 188 | 192 | 0 | null | 4 | 5 | 2 | -0.542735 | 0.461072 | 54.43 | 17.47 | 20.53 | 11 | 0.01184 | 0.0087 | 0.418765 | 13.320643 | 7.49 |
George W. Peck | Peck's Compendium of Fun | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/14815/14815-h/14815-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,900 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | We never had a coal stove around the house until last Saturday. Have always used pine slabs and pieces of our neighbor's fence. They burn well, too, but the fence got all burned up, and the neighbor said he wouldn't build a new one, so we went down to Jones' and got a coal stove.
After supper we took a piece of ice and... | 190 | 195 | 0 | null | 9 | 9 | 3 | -0.295662 | 0.475413 | 82.04 | 7.17 | 8.28 | 7 | 0.0881 | 0.07654 | 0.455381 | 21.384324 | 6.33 |
George W. Peck | Peck's Bad Boy Abroad | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/25489/25489-h/25489-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,905 | Lit | mid | PD | PG-13 | 3 | 2 | I take the first opportunity, since leaving New York, to write you, 'cause the boat, after three days out, has got settled down so it runs level, and I can write without wrapping my legs around the table legs, to hold me down. I have tried a dozen times to write, but the sea was so rough that part of the time the table... | 197 | 197 | 0 | null | 5 | 5 | 1 | -1.260376 | 0.458377 | 63.35 | 14.21 | 16.17 | 8 | 0.1509 | 0.14109 | 0.433363 | 17.966741 | 6.39 |
George W. Peck | Peck's Bad Boy with the Circus | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/10212/10212-h/10212-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,906 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | The female kangaroo is surely a wonder, and seems to be built on plans and specifications different from any other animal, cause she has got a fur-lined pouch on her stomach, just like a vest, that she carries her young in. When the babies are frightened they make a hurry-up move towards ma, the pouch opens, and they j... | 177 | 182 | 0 | null | 4 | 4 | 1 | -0.013471 | 0.495153 | 58.85 | 16.17 | 18.85 | 10 | 0.11677 | 0.12302 | 0.414733 | 21.161441 | 7.62 |
George W. Peck | Peck's Bad Boy with the Cowboys | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/6141/6141-h/6141-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,907 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | Pa ought to have believed the scientists, 'cause they know all about their business, but after the scientists had gone to bed the cowboys began to string pa. They told him that about a hundred miles to the north, in a valley in the mountains, the dinosaurus still existed, alive, and that no man dare go there. One cowbo... | 166 | 167 | 0 | null | 4 | 4 | 1 | -0.732149 | 0.507353 | 55.14 | 15.88 | 18.9 | 10 | 0.1409 | 0.16147 | 0.396932 | 19.217362 | 6.84 |
Gerald Breckenridge | The Radio Boys on the Mexican Border | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/14278/14278-h/14278-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,922 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | The other shook his head. "No, Jack wrote us they would have everything installed by the 15th and that we should be on the lookout for his voice. And when he says he'll do a thing, he generally does it. It must be the weather. Let's step out again and have a look."
Taking off their headpieces, the two boys opened the d... | 177 | 191 | 0 | null | 13 | 14 | 6 | -0.758661 | 0.484242 | 76.97 | 6.02 | 6.31 | 8 | 0.12735 | 0.12112 | 0.470524 | 16.430607 | 6.66 |
GRACE BROOKS HILL | THE CORNER HOUSE GIRLS AT SCHOOL
| null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/21034/21034-h/21034-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,915 | Lit | mid | PD | PG-13 | 3 | 2.5 | Ruth was an intellectual looking girl—so people said. She had little color, and her auburn hair was "stringy"—which she hated! Now that she was no longer obliged to consider the expenditure of each dollar so carefully, the worried look about her big brown eyes, and the compression of her lips, had relaxed. For two year... | 160 | 166 | 0 | null | 11 | 12 | 3 | -0.218957 | 0.47608 | 73.46 | 6.69 | 6.79 | 9 | 0.07475 | 0.07177 | 0.452907 | 19.223837 | 7.37 |
Mabel C. Hawley | Four Little Blossoms and Their Winter Fun | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/15655/pg15655-images.html | gutenberg | 1,920 | Lit | mid | PD | PG | 2 | 1.5 | With a sudden rush, the bobsled started. Dot clutched Meg frantically, and even Twaddles was startled. They had no idea it would seem so "different." The wind almost took their breath away, but they still had enough to scream with. You've noticed, haven't you, how every one on a bobsled just naturally screams when it i... | 168 | 174 | 0 | null | 10 | 11 | 3 | -0.144801 | 0.473897 | 83.08 | 5.89 | 7.41 | 7 | 0.13729 | 0.13885 | 0.421106 | 14.740364 | 6.89 |
Mabell S. C. Smith | Ethel Morton's Enterprise | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/11660/11660-h/11660-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,915 | Lit | mid | PD | G | 1 | 1 | Next year it would be Dorothy's turn. This year her party had consisted merely in taking her cousins on an automobile ride. A similar ride had been planned for Ethel Blue's birthday, but the giants had plans of their own and the young people had had to give way to them. Dorothy had come over to spend the afternoon and ... | 190 | 197 | 0 | null | 7 | 8 | 2 | -0.609884 | 0.518572 | 63.09 | 11.24 | 11.88 | 11 | 0.11548 | 0.09357 | 0.464175 | 17.435457 | 7.22 |
Mabell S. C. Smith | Ethel Morton's Holidays | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/19834/19834-h/19834-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,915 | Lit | start | PD | G | 1 | 1 | The big brown automobile gave three honks as it swung around the corner from Church Street. Roger Morton, raking leaves in the yard beside his house, threw down his rake and vaulted over the gate.
"Good afternoon, sir," he called to his grandfather, saluting, soldier fashion.
"Good afternoon, son. I stopped to tell you... | 149 | 168 | 0 | null | 13 | 12 | 6 | 1.039927 | 0.551908 | 80.64 | 5.2 | 5.32 | 8 | -0.01015 | 0.00987 | 0.335686 | 16.206128 | 6.02 |
Margaret Penrose | THE MOTOR GIRLS ON A TOUR | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/2789/pg2789-images.html | gutenberg | 1,910 | Lit | start | PD | G | 1 | 1 | The big maroon car glided along in such perfect rhythm that Cora Kimball, the fair driver of the Whirlwind, heard scarcely a sound of its mechanical workings. To her the car went noiselessly—the perfection of its motion was akin to the very music of silence.
Hazel Hastings was simply sumptuous in the tonneau—she had sp... | 175 | 180 | 0 | null | 8 | 8 | 4 | -1.742984 | 0.502888 | 53.21 | 11.4 | 12.69 | 12 | 0.29892 | 0.27608 | 0.56874 | 8.99728 | 9.07 |
Margaret Penrose | THE MOTOR GIRLS THROUGH NEW ENGLAND | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/20870/pg20870-images.html | gutenberg | 1,911 | Lit | mid | PD | G | 1 | 1 | Bess, Belle and Cora were holding this whispered conversation. It was Belle, the timid, who wanted to cry, and it was Cora who had really seen the man—got the good look. Bess did say she wished the boys were around, but Bess had great confidence in those boys, and this remark, when a man was actually sneaking around Cl... | 188 | 197 | 0 | null | 10 | 10 | 5 | -0.474761 | 0.457679 | 71.27 | 7.72 | 8.3 | 10 | 0.15406 | 0.12573 | 0.558316 | 16.319589 | 7.59 |
Margaret Penrose | THE MOTOR GIRLS ON WATERS BLUE | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/7210/pg7210-images.html | gutenberg | 1,915 | Lit | start | PD | G | 1 | 1 | With a crunching of the small stones in the gravel drive, the big car swung around to the side entrance of the house, and came to a stop, with a whining, screeching and, generally protesting sound of the brake-bands. A girl, bronzed by the summer sun, let her gloved hands fall from the steering wheel, for she had drive... | 167 | 171 | 0 | null | 7 | 7 | 3 | -0.001665 | 0.470864 | 74.19 | 8.98 | 10.82 | 8 | 0.1633 | 0.17756 | 0.423606 | 4.615413 | 7.62 |
Margaret Penrose
| Dotty Dimple at Her Grandmother's | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/20699/20699-h/20699-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,868 | Lit | mid | PD | G | 1 | 1 | Dotty continued to go to Mrs. Gray's every night with the milk. Sometimes Katie went with her, and then they always paused a while under the acorn-tree and played "King and Queen." Dotty said she wished they could ever remember to bring their nipperkins, for in that case the milk would taste a great deal more like nect... | 179 | 192 | 0 | null | 9 | 10 | 3 | -0.273442 | 0.469517 | 81.72 | 6.88 | 8.21 | 8 | 0.0343 | 0.02349 | 0.432366 | 19.038936 | 6.55 |
Margaret Penrose
| Dorothy Dale: A Girl of To-Day | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/5629/pg5629-images.html | gutenberg | 1,908 | Lit | mid | PD | G | 1 | 1 | Joe Dale was a credit to the family. Although only a boy in his tenth year, he possessed as much manliness as many another well in the teens. He was tall, and of the dark type, while Dorothy was not quite so tall, and had fair hair; so that, in spite of the difference of their ages, Joe was often considered Dorothy's b... | 162 | 167 | 0 | null | 8 | 9 | 3 | -0.377747 | 0.462366 | 70.99 | 8.45 | 8.84 | 9 | 0.12619 | 0.11885 | 0.407223 | 18.058288 | 7.64 |
Margaret Penrose
| Dorothy Dale's Camping Days | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/16091/16091-h/16091-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,908 | Lit | mid | PD | G | 1 | 1 | Dorothy and Cologne were gathering berries this morning, while Tavia ran off to a spot where she declared she could get the better kind of fruit, better than any they had yet secured. She turned in back of the big barn, then ran over behind the ice-house, and then she smelled apples, ripe apples.
"There are harvest app... | 184 | 211 | 0 | null | 16 | 17 | 9 | -0.286843 | 0.481677 | 84.64 | 4.47 | 5.04 | 7 | 0.07387 | 0.06216 | 0.506285 | 21.050677 | 6.44 |
Margaret Sidney | Five Little Peppers And How They Grew | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/2770/2770-h/2770-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,881 | Lit | mid | PD | G | 1 | 1 | "Oh, dear," said Polly to herself, the next morning, trying to get a breakfast for the sick ones out of the inevitable mush; "everything's just as bad as it can be! they can't ever eat this; I wish I had an ocean of toast!"
"Toast some of the bread in the pail, Polly," said Mrs. Pepper.
She looked worn and worried; she... | 184 | 212 | 0 | null | 9 | 9 | 5 | -0.88391 | 0.459284 | 78.09 | 7.58 | 8.42 | 7 | 0.14699 | 0.12075 | 0.550918 | 11.855023 | 7.44 |
Margaret Sidney | Five Little Peppers Midway | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/5632/pg5632-images.html | gutenberg | 1,892 | Lit | mid | PD | G | 1 | 1 | It was all over. Phronsie had been swept off, a vision of loveliness, to the cave; the dragons had roared their loudest, and the gallant knight had covered himself with glory in the brilliant rescue of the Princess; the little page had won the hearts of all the ladies; Mr. King had applauded himself hoarse, especially ... | 178 | 206 | 1 | prologue | 12 | 13 | 6 | -1.570218 | 0.458066 | 73.93 | 6.74 | 7.54 | 8 | 0.1851 | 0.16965 | 0.523099 | 13.933948 | 7.5 |
Margaret Sidney | Five Little Peppers Grown Up | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/7498/pg7498-images.html | gutenberg | 1,892 | Lit | mid | PD | G | 1 | 1 | Polly straightened up, sent Mamsie down a bright smile that made Mrs. Fisher nod, and flash back one in return, then bent all her energies to making that duet speak its message through the concert-room. People who had rather languished in their chairs, now gathered themselves up with fresh interest, and clapped their h... | 159 | 161 | 0 | null | 5 | 5 | 2 | -0.936548 | 0.499959 | 58.02 | 13.22 | 16.75 | 10 | 0.11799 | 0.13401 | 0.406401 | 6.670248 | 8.36 |
Margaret Sidney | The Adventures of Joel Pepper | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/7434/7434-h/7434-h.htm | gutenberg | 1,900 | Lit | mid | PD | G | 1 | 1 | Joel sat bolt upright as well as he could, being crammed in between a big fat man and his kind friend, and directed this way and that way, his tears all gone, and before any one could hardly think twice, the pair of black horses and the jingling harness and big carriage had stopped before the little brown house, and th... | 195 | 203 | 0 | null | 5 | 6 | 1 | -1.9681 | 0.474456 | 58.97 | 14.87 | 18.13 | 8 | 0.1422 | 0.12945 | 0.47421 | 10.350903 | 7.43 |
Margaret Sidney | Five Little Peppers Abroad | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/6987/pg6987-images.html | gutenberg | 1,902 | Lit | mid | PD | G | 1 | 1 | "We'll go there the first day, Polly," said Jasper, "the Louvre, I mean. Well, here we are in Paris!" And then it was all confusion, for the guards were throwing open the doors to the compartments, and streams of people were meeting on the platform, in what seemed to be inextricable confusion amid a babel of sounds. An... | 191 | 202 | 1 | realise | 7 | 7 | 2 | -1.333456 | 0.492384 | 63.55 | 11.21 | 12.91 | 11 | 0.14421 | 0.14107 | 0.540435 | 13.545562 | 7.88 |
Margaret Sidney | Five Little Peppers and their Friends | null | http://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/6418/pg6418-images.html | gutenberg | 1,904 | Lit | mid | PD | G | 1 | 1 | Looking both sides of the road, not daring to think what she would say if she really did see Clem, Polly sped on. But not a glimpse of the tall girl's figure met her eyes, and at last she turned in at a gateway and ran up the little path to the door. Mrs. Forsythe saw her through the window that opened on the piazza.
"... | 161 | 181 | 0 | null | 11 | 11 | 5 | 0.009684 | 0.493302 | 94.19 | 3.85 | 3.72 | 5 | -0.01241 | 0.00159 | 0.398236 | 21.058323 | 6.96 |
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REG_TEXT_BOOK_READABILITY
Part of MulTaBench, a benchmark for multimodal tabular learning.
- Target:
New Dale Chall Readability Formula - Rows: 4724
- Original source: https://www.kaggle.com/datasets/verracodeguacas/clear-corpus
Load the benchmark splits with multabench.load_split("REG_TEXT_BOOK_READABILITY", fold=0).
| Column | Type |
|---|---|
| Author | string |
| Title | string |
| Anthology | string |
| URL | string |
| Source | categorical |
| Pub Year | float |
| Category | categorical |
| Location | categorical |
| License | categorical |
| MPAA Max | categorical |
| MPAA #Max | float |
| MPAA #Avg | float |
| Excerpt | string |
| Google WC | float |
| Joon WC v1 | float |
| British WC | float |
| British Words | string |
| Sentence Count v1 | float |
| Sentence Count v2 | float |
| Paragraphs | float |
| BT Easiness | float |
| BT s e | float |
| Flesch-Reading-Ease | float |
| Flesch-Kincaid-Grade-Level | float |
| Automated Readability Index | float |
| SMOG Readability | float |
| CAREC | float |
| CAREC_M | float |
| CARES | float |
| CML2RI | float |
| New Dale Chall Readability Formula | float |
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