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ought his horse to its haunches before the sentry. There he flung himself off instantly, caught up his sabre, and ran through the middle op .
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Chinese War of 1857 was too contemptible to celebrate by displaying his badge of Waterloo. Then came the dreadful tale of the Sepoy mutiny- .
absence of the usual light. He would descend from the contemplation of the highest themes, which address themselves to human reason and im .
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all that had passed was some hideous dream. Often, indeed, have I since had the same dreadful drama acted over before my eyes while I slept .
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