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, ref. new HTML standard --- src/epub/text/a-professional-secret.xhtml | 2 +- src/epub/text/lord-oakhursts-curse.xhtml | 2 +- src/epub/text/reconciliation.xhtml | 2 +- src/epub/text/simmons-saturday-night.xhtml | 2 +- src/epub/text/the-good-boy.xhtml | 2 +- src/epub/text/the-great-french-detective-in-austin.xhtml | 2 +- src/epub/text/the-legend-of-san-jacinto.xhtml | 2 +- src/epub/text/the-proem.xhtml | 2 +- src/epub/text/tracked-to-doom.xhtml | 2 +- 9 files changed, 9 insertions(+), 9 deletions(-) diff --git a/src/epub/text/a-professional-secret.xhtml b/src/epub/text/a-professional-secret.xhtml index 9b9264f..44fa4ab 100644 --- a/src/epub/text/a-professional-secret.xhtml +++ b/src/epub/text/a-professional-secret.xhtml @@ -9,7 +9,7 @@

A Professional Secret

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The Story of a Maid Made Over

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The Story of a Maid Made Over

Dr. Satterfield Prince, physician to the leisure class, looked at his watch. It indicated five minutes to twelve. At the stroke of the hour would expire the morning term set apart for the reception of his patients in his handsome office apartments. And then the young woman attendant ushered in from the waiting-room the last unit of the wealthy and fashionable gathering that had come to patronize his skill.

Dr. Prince turned, his watch still in hand, his manner courteous, but seeming to invite promptness and brevity in the interview. The last patient was a middle-aged lady, richly dressed, with an amiable and placid face. When she spoke her voice revealed the drawling, musical slur and intonation of the South. She had come, she leisurely explained, to bespeak the services of Dr. Prince in the case of her daughter, who was possessed of a most mysterious affliction. And then, femininely, she proceeded to exhaustively diagnose the affliction, informing the physician with a calm certitude of its origin and nature.

diff --git a/src/epub/text/lord-oakhursts-curse.xhtml b/src/epub/text/lord-oakhursts-curse.xhtml index f29f4f8..690e75c 100644 --- a/src/epub/text/lord-oakhursts-curse.xhtml +++ b/src/epub/text/lord-oakhursts-curse.xhtml @@ -28,7 +28,7 @@

III

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The Curse

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The Curse

Sir Everhard FitzArmond descended the stairway of Oakhurst Castle and passed out into the avenue that led from the doorway to the great iron gates of the park. Lord Oakhurst had been a great sportsman during his life and always kept a well-stocked kennel of curs, which now rushed out from their hiding places and with loud yelps sprang upon the physician, burying their fangs in his lower limbs and seriously damaging his apparel.

Sir Everhard, startled out of his professional dignity and usual indifference to human suffering, by the personal application of feeling, gave vent to a most horrible and blighting curse and ran with great swiftness to his carriage and drove off toward the city.

diff --git a/src/epub/text/reconciliation.xhtml b/src/epub/text/reconciliation.xhtml index 42c9adc..62e2efe 100644 --- a/src/epub/text/reconciliation.xhtml +++ b/src/epub/text/reconciliation.xhtml @@ -9,7 +9,7 @@

Reconciliation

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A One-Act Drama

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A One-Act Drama

diff --git a/src/epub/text/simmons-saturday-night.xhtml b/src/epub/text/simmons-saturday-night.xhtml index 7cfb439..37e8d3b 100644 --- a/src/epub/text/simmons-saturday-night.xhtml +++ b/src/epub/text/simmons-saturday-night.xhtml @@ -9,7 +9,7 @@

Simmon’s Saturday Night

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How a Guileless Cattle Man Saw the Sights in Houston

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How a Guileless Cattle Man Saw the Sights in Houston

One fine Saturday afternoon a young man got off the 9:10 p.m. Katy train at the Houston depot, and looked about him in rather a bewildered way. He was deliriously pastoral in his appearance, and presented an aspect almost as rural as that of the young countryman upon the stage as depicted by our leading comedians. He wore a very long black coat of the cut that has perpetuated the name of the late Prince Albert, such as is seen on Sundays at country churches, a pair of pantaloons too short for his somewhat lengthy limbs, and a wondrously tied scarf of deep crimson spotted with green. His face was smoothly shaven, and wore a look of deep wonder, if not apprehension, and his blue eyes were stretched to their widest as he viewed the sights about him. In his hand he carried a long carpet bag of the old style, made of some shiny substance resembling black oil cloth.

This young gentleman climbed nervously upon an electric car that was pointed out to him as going into the center of the city, and held his carpet bag upon his knees, clasping it with both hands, as if he distrusted the other people upon the car.

diff --git a/src/epub/text/the-good-boy.xhtml b/src/epub/text/the-good-boy.xhtml index 72c4ff9..6aa7dc4 100644 --- a/src/epub/text/the-good-boy.xhtml +++ b/src/epub/text/the-good-boy.xhtml @@ -9,7 +9,7 @@

The Good Boy

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(Mostly in Words of One Syllable)

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(Mostly in Words of One Syllable)

James was a good boy.

He would not tease his cat or his dog.

diff --git a/src/epub/text/the-great-french-detective-in-austin.xhtml b/src/epub/text/the-great-french-detective-in-austin.xhtml index 2c1e290..db4a760 100644 --- a/src/epub/text/the-great-french-detective-in-austin.xhtml +++ b/src/epub/text/the-great-french-detective-in-austin.xhtml @@ -9,7 +9,7 @@

The Great French Detective, in Austin

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A Successful Political Intrigue

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A Successful Political Intrigue

I

diff --git a/src/epub/text/the-legend-of-san-jacinto.xhtml b/src/epub/text/the-legend-of-san-jacinto.xhtml index c435382..030ec78 100644 --- a/src/epub/text/the-legend-of-san-jacinto.xhtml +++ b/src/epub/text/the-legend-of-san-jacinto.xhtml @@ -9,7 +9,7 @@

The Legend of San Jacinto

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The Hermit of the Battle Ground Relates an Ancient Tradition to a Post Man

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The Hermit of the Battle Ground Relates an Ancient Tradition to a Post Man

The battle ground of San Jacinto is a historic spot, very dear to those who make the past reputation of Texas a personal matter. A Texan who does not thrill at the mention of the locality where General Sam Houston and other gentlemen named after the counties of Texas, captured Santa Anna and his portable bar and side arms, is a baseborn slave.

A few days ago a Post reporter who has a friend who is a pilot on the tug boat Hoodoo Jane went down the bayou to the battle ground with the intention of gathering from some of the old inhabitants a few of the stories and legends that are so plentiful concerning the events that occurred on that memorable spot.

diff --git a/src/epub/text/the-proem.xhtml b/src/epub/text/the-proem.xhtml index b2bae03..2e0157c 100644 --- a/src/epub/text/the-proem.xhtml +++ b/src/epub/text/the-proem.xhtml @@ -9,7 +9,7 @@

The Proem

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By the Carpenter

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By the Carpenter

They will tell you in Anchuria, that President Miraflores, of that volatile republic, died by his own hand in the coast town of Coralio; that he had reached thus far in flight from the inconveniences of an imminent revolution; and that one hundred thousand dollars, government funds, which he carried with him in an American leather valise as a souvenir of his tempestuous administration, was never afterward recovered.

For a real, a boy will show you his grave. It is back of the town near a little bridge that spans a mangrove swamp. A plain slab of wood stands at its head. Someone has burned upon the headstone with a hot iron this inscription:

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Tracked to Doom

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The Mystery of the Rue de Peychaud

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The Mystery of the Rue de Peychaud

’Tis midnight in Paris.

A myriad of lamps that line the Champs Élysées and the Rouge et Noir, cast their reflection in the dark waters of the Seine as it flows gloomily past the Place Vendôme and the black walls of the Convent Notadam.