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[ { "id": "large/9551/sirgibbie_1705_librivox_64kb_mp3/sirgibbie_07_macdonald_64kb_43", "recording_id": "large/9551/sirgibbie_1705_librivox_64kb_mp3/sirgibbie_07_macdonald_64kb", "start": 0, "duration": 20.4, "channel": 0, "language": "English", "speaker": "9551", "custom": { "texts": [ "But he desired to be friendly with her, and once, as she leaned over him, put up his hand not a very clean one, I am bound to give her the advantage of my confessing to stroke her cheek: she pushed him roughly away, rose in indignation upon her crutch, and lifted her cane to chastise him for the insult.", "BUT HE DESIRED TO BE FRIENDLY WITH HER AND ONCE AS SHE LEANED OVER HIM PUT UP HIS HAND NOT A VERY CLEAN ONE I AM BOUND TO GIVE HER THE ADVANTAGE OF MY CONFESSING TO STROKE HER CHEEK SHE PUSHED HIM ROUGHLY AWAY ROSE IN INDIGNATION UPON HER CRUTCH AND LIFTED HER CANE TO CHASTISE HIM FOR THE INSULT" ], "pre_texts": [ " within the bounds of an ordered life; he soon drove them to despair, however, for the streets had been his nursery, and nothing could keep him out of them. But the sparrow and the rook are just as respectable in reality, though not in the eyes of the hen-wife, as the egg-laying fowl, or the dirt-gobbling duck; and, however Gibbie’s habits might shock the ladies of Mr. Sclater’s congregation who sought to civilize him, the boy was no more about mischief in the streets at midnight, than they were in their beds. They collected enough for his behoof to board him for a year with an old woman who kept a school, and they did get him to sleep one night in her house. But in the morning, when she would not let him run out, brought him into the school-room, her kitchen, and began to teach him to write, Gibbie failed to see the good of it. He must have space, change, adventure, air, or life was not worth the name to him. Above all he must see friendly faces, and that of the old dame was not such.", " GLADLY HAVE BROUGHT HIM WITHIN THE BOUNDS OF AN ORDERED LIFE HE SOON DROVE THEM TO DESPAIR HOWEVER FOR THE STREETS HAD BEEN HIS NURSERY AND NOTHING COULD KEEP HIM OUT OF THEM BUT THE SPARROW AND THE ROOK ARE JUST AS RESPECTABLE IN REALITY THOUGH NOT IN THE EYES OF THE HEN WIFE AS THE EGG LAYING FOWL OR THE DIRT GOBBLING DUCK AND HOWEVER GIBBEY'S HABITS MIGHT SHOCK THE LADIES OF MISTER SQUETER'S CONGREGATION WHO SOUGHT TO CIVILIZE HIM THE BOY WAS NO MORE ABOUT MISCHIEF IN THE STREETS AT MIDNIGHT THAN THEY WERE IN THEIR BEDS THEY COLLECTED ENOUGH FOR HIS BEHOOF TO BOARD HIM FOR A YEAR WITH AN OLD WOMAN WHO KEPT A SCHOOL AND THEY DID GET HIM TO SLEEP ONE NIGHT IN HER HOUSE BUT IN THE MORNING WHEN SHE WOULD NOT LET HIM RUN OUT BROUGHT HIM INTO THE SCHOOL ROOM HER KITCHEN AND BEGAN TO TEACH HIM TO WRITE GIBBEY FAILED TO SEE THE GOOD OF IT HE MUST HAVE SPACE CHANGE ADVENTURE AIR FOR LIFE WAS NOT WORTH THE NAME TO HIM ABOVE ALL HE MUST SEE FRIENDLY FACES AND THAT OF THE OLD DAME WAS NOT SUCH" ], "begin_byte": 96399, "end_byte": 96705 } } ]

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[ { "id": "large/9551/sirgibbie_1705_librivox_64kb_mp3/sirgibbie_08_macdonald_64kb_2", "recording_id": "large/9551/sirgibbie_1705_librivox_64kb_mp3/sirgibbie_08_macdonald_64kb", "start": 0, "duration": 16.039, "channel": 0, "language": "English", "speaker": "9551", "custom": { "texts": [ "At the vision of their plight his good humour instantly returned, he burst into a great hearty laugh, and proceeded at once to lift the table from off them. That effected, he caught up Gibbie in his arms, and carried him with him to bed.", "AT THE VISION OF THEIR PLIGHT HIS GOOD HUMOR INSTANTLY RETURNED HE BURST INTO A GREAT HEARTY LAUGH AND PROCEEDED AT ONCE TO LIFT THE TABLE FROM OFF THEM THAT AFFECTED HE CAUGHT UP GIBBEY IN HIS ARMS AND CARRIED HIM WITH HIM TO BED" ], "pre_texts": [ " game. This for some reason or other he declined, and when the whole party at length insisted, positively refused. Thereupon they all took umbrage, nor did most of them make many steps of the ascent from displeasure to indignation, wrath, revenge; and then ensued a row. Gibbie had been sitting all the time on his friend’s knee, every now and then stroking his black face, in which, as insult followed insult, the sunny blood kept slowly rising, making the balls of his eyes and his teeth look still whiter. At length a savage from Greenock threw a tumbler at him. Sambo, quick as a lizard, covered his face with his arm. The tumbler falling from it, struck Gibbie on the head--not severely, but hard enough to make him utter a little cry. At that sound, the latent fierceness came wide awake in Sambo. Gently as a nursing mother he set Gibbie down in a corner behind him, then with one rush sent every Jack of the company sprawling on the floor, with the table and bottles and glasses atop of them.", "EQUIRED HIM TO JOIN IN THE GAME THIS FOR SOME REASON OR OTHER HE DECLINED AND WHEN THE WHOLE PARTY AT LENGTH INSISTED POSITIVELY REFUSED THEREUPON THEY ALL TOOK UMBRIDGE NOR DID MOST OF THEM MAKE MANY STEPS OF THE ASCENT FROM DISPLEASURE TO INDIGNATION WRATH REVENGE AND THEN ENSUED A ROUND GIBBEY HAD BEEN SITTING ALL THE TIME ON HIS FRIEND'S KNEE EVERY NOW AND THEN STROKING HIS BLACK FACE IN WHICH AS INSULT FOLLOWED INSULT THE SUNNY BLOOD KEPT SLOWLY RISING MAKING THE BALLS OF HIS EYES AND HIS TEETH LOOK STILL WIDER AT LENGTH A SAVAGE FROM GREENWICK THREW A TUMBLER AT HIM SAMBO QUICK AS A LIZARD COVERED HIS FACE WITH HIS ARM THE TUMBLER FALLING FROM IT STRUCK GIBBEY ON THE HEAD NOT SEVERELY BUT HARD ENOUGH TO MAKE HIM UTTER A LITTLE CRY AT THAT SOUND THE LATENT FIERCENESS CAME WIDE AWAKE IN SAMBO GENTLY AS A NURSING MOTHER HE SET GIBBY DOWN IN A CORNER BEHIND HIM THEN WITH ONE RUSH SENT EVERY JACK OF THE COMPANY SPRAWLING ON THE FLOOR WITH THE TABLE AND BOTTLES AND GLASSES ATOP OF THEM" ], "begin_byte": 118787, "end_byte": 119024 } } ]

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[ { "id": "large/9551/sirgibbie_1705_librivox_64kb_mp3/sirgibbie_08_macdonald_64kb_3", "recording_id": "large/9551/sirgibbie_1705_librivox_64kb_mp3/sirgibbie_08_macdonald_64kb", "start": 0, "duration": 17.88, "channel": 0, "language": "English", "speaker": "9551", "custom": { "texts": [ "Meantime the murder came to the knowledge of the police, Mistress Croale herself giving the information, and all in the house were arrested. In the course of their examination, it came out that wee Sir Gibbie had gone to bed with the murdered man, and was now nowhere to be found.", "MEANTIME THE MURDER CAME TO THE KNOWLEDGE OF THE POLICE MISTRESS CROLL HERSELF GIVING THE INFORMATION AND ALL IN THE HOUSE WERE ARRESTED IN THE COURSE OF THEIR EXAMINATION IT CAME OUT THAT WE SIR GIBBEY HAD GONE TO BED WITH THE MURDERED MAN AND WAS NOW NOWHERE TO BE FOUND" ], "pre_texts": [ "re lay poor black Sambo, so dear to wee Sir Gibbie, motionless and covered with blood! He had two red mouths now, but was not able to speak a word with either! They would carry him to a churchyard and lay him in a hole to lie there for ever and ever. Would all the good people be laid into holes and leave Gibbie quite alone? Sitting and brooding thus, he fell into a dreamy state, in which, brokenly, from here and there, pictures of his former life grew out upon his memory. Suddenly, plainer than all the rest, came the last time he stood under Mistress Croale’s window, waiting to help his father home. The same instant, back to the ear of his mind came his father’s two words, as he had heard them through the window--“_Up Daurside._” “Up Daurside!”--Here he was upon Daurside--a little way up too: he would go farther up. He rose and went on, while the great river kept flowing the other way, dark and terrible, down to the very door inside which lay Sambo with the huge gape in his big throat.", "LES OF THE CITY ALAS ALAS THERE LAY POOR BLACK SAMBO SO DEAR TO WE SIR GIBBEY MOTIONLESS AND COVERED WITH BLOOD HE HAD TWO RED MOUTHS NOW BUT WAS NOT ABLE TO SPEAK A WORD WITH EITHER THEY WOULD CARRY HIM TO A CHURCHYARD AND LAY HIM IN A HOLE TO LIE THERE FOR EVER AND NEVER WOULD ALL THE GOOD PEOPLE BE LAID INTO HOLES AND LEAVE GIBBEY QUITE ALONE SITTING AND BROODING THUS HE FELL INTO A DREAMY STATE IN WHICH BROKENLY FROM HERE AND THERE PICTURES OF HIS FORMER LIFE GREW OUT UPON HIS MEMORY SUDDENLY PLAINER THAN ALL THE REST CAME THE LAST TIME HE STOOD UNDER MISTRESS CROW'S WINDOW WAITING TO HELP HIS FATHER HOME THE SAME INSTANT BACK TO THE EAR OF HIS MIND CAME HIS FATHER'S TWO WORDS AS HE HAD HEARD THEM THROUGH THE WINDOW WHOOP DOWER SIDE UP DOWER SIDE HERE HE WAS UPON DOWER SIDE A LITTLE WAY UP TOO HE WOULD GO FARTHER UP HE ROSE AND WENT ON WHILE THE GREAT RIVER KEPT FLOWING THE OTHER WAY DARK AND TERRIBLE DOWN TO THE VERY DOOR INSIDE WHICH LAY SAMBO WITH THE HUGE GAPE IN HIS BIG THROAT" ], "begin_byte": 123250, "end_byte": 123530 } } ]

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[ { "id": "large/9571/a_dreamers_tales_dm_1501_librivox_64kb_mp3/dreamerstales_03_dunsany_64kb_40", "recording_id": "large/9571/a_dreamers_tales_dm_1501_librivox_64kb_mp3/dreamerstales_03_dunsany_64kb", "start": 0, "duration": 24.079, "channel": 0, "language": "English", "speaker": "9571", "custom": { "texts": [ "All the bells clanged hideously in the belfries, horses bolted in the streets, the dogs all howled, the stolid conquerors awoke and turned in their beds and slept again; and I saw the grey shadowy form of Andelsprutz rise up, decking her hair with the phantasms of cathedrals, and stride away from her city.", "ALL THE BELLS CLANGED HIDEOUSLY IN THE BELFRIES HORSES BOLTED IN THE STREETS THE DOGS ALL HOWLED THE STOLID CONQUERORS AWOKE AND TURNED IN THEIR BEDS AND SLEPT AGAIN AND I SAW THE GRAY SHADOWY FORM OF ONDO SPRUTES RISE UP DECKING HER HAIR WITH THE PHANTASMS OF CATHEDRALS AND STRIDE AWAY FROM HER CITY" ], "pre_texts": [ ", who had black hair, and channels in his cheeks for tears to run in, and I said to him: \"Why is Andelsprutz quite dead, and when did her soul go hence?\" And he answered: \"Andelsprutz hoped too much. For thirty years would she stretch out her arms toward the land of Akla every night, to Mother Akla from whom she had been stolen. Every night she would be hoping and sighing, and stretching out her arms to Mother Akla. At midnight, once a year, on the anniversary of the terrible day, Akla would send spies to lay a wreath against the walls of Andelsprutz. She could do no more. And on this night, once in every year, I used to weep, for weeping was the mood of the city that nursed me. Every night while other cities slept did Andelsprutz sit brooding here and hoping, till thirty wreaths lay mouldering by her walls, and still the armies of Akla could not come. \"But after she had hoped so long, and on the night that faithful spies had brought her thirtieth wreath, Andelsprutz went suddenly mad.", "A MORE SLENDER BUILD WHO HAD BLACK HAIR AND CHANNELS IN HIS CHEEKS FOR TEARS TO RUN IN AND I SAID TO HIM WHY IS ONDO'S BRUTES QUITE DEAD AND WHEN DID HER SOUL GO HENCE AND HE ANSWERED ONDO SPRUTES HOPED TOO MUCH FOR THIRTY YEARS WOULD SHE STRETCH OUT HER ARMS TOWARDS THE LAND OF OCCLA EVERY NIGHT TO MOTHER OCLA FROM WHOM SHE HAD BEEN STOLEN EVERY NIGHT SHE WOULD BE HOPING AND SIGHING AND STRETCHING OUT HER ARMS TO MOTHER OCLA AT MIDNIGHT ONCE A YEAR ON THE ANNIVERSARY OF THE TERRIBLE DAY OCCLA WOULD SEND SPIES TO LAY A WREATH AGAINST THE WALLS OF ONDUL SPRUTES SHE COULD DO NO MORE AND ON THIS NIGHT ONCE IN EVERY YEAR I USED TO WEEP FOR WEEPING WAS THE MOOD OF THE CITY THAT NURSED ME EVERY NIGHT WHILE OTHER CITIES SLEPT DID ONDO SPRUTES SIT BROODING HERE AND HOPING TILL THIRTY WREATHS LAY MOULDERING BY HER WALLS AND STILL THE ARMIES OF OCLA COULD NOT COME BUT AFTER SHE HAD HOPED SO LONG AND ON THE NIGHT THAT FAITHFUL SPIES HAD BROUGHT HER THIRTIETH WREATH ONDO'S BRUTES WENT SUDDENLY MAD" ], "begin_byte": 38259, "end_byte": 38566 } } ]

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[ { "id": "large/9571/a_dreamers_tales_dm_1501_librivox_64kb_mp3/dreamerstales_08_dunsany_64kb_29", "recording_id": "large/9571/a_dreamers_tales_dm_1501_librivox_64kb_mp3/dreamerstales_08_dunsany_64kb", "start": 0, "duration": 13, "channel": 0, "language": "English", "speaker": "9571", "custom": { "texts": [ "And the man unwrapped from many silks a box of divers metals wrought by the Japanese, and on the lid of it were figures of men who gazed from some shore at an isle of the Inland Sea.", "AND THE MAN UNWRAPPED FROM MANY SILKS A BOX OF DIVERS METALS WROUGHT BY THE JAPANESE AND ON THE LID OF IT WERE FIGURES OF MEN WHO GAZED FROM SOME SHORE AT AN ISLE OF THE INLAND SEA" ], "pre_texts": [ "t hour of a warm afternoon when my fancy is able to hear silent voices. \"And the awful leanness of all those thirteen cats moved me to go into a neighbouring fish shop, and there to buy a quantity of fishes. Then I returned and threw them all over the railing at the top of the great wall, and they fell for thirty feet, and hit the sacred marble with a smack. \"Now, in any other town but Rome, or in the minds of any other cats, the sight of fishes falling out of heaven had surely excited wonder. They rose slowly, and all stretched themselves, then they came leisurely towards the fishes. 'It is only a miracle,' they said in their hearts.\" And the watchers in the gate said, \"Enter in.\" Proudly and slowly, as they spoke, drew up to them a camel, whose rider sought entrance to the city. His face shone with the sunset by which for long he had steered for the city's gate. Of him they demanded toll. Whereat he spoke to his camel, and the camel roared and kneeled, and the man descended from him.", "HER PEOPLE COMES FOR IT WAS AT THAT HOUR OF A WARM AFTERNOON WHEN MY FANCY IS ABLE TO HEAR SILENT VOICES AND THE AWFUL LEANNESS OF ALL THOSE THIRTEEN CATS MOVED ME TO GO INTO A NEIGHBOURING FISH SHOP AND THERE TO BUY A QUANTITY OF FISHES THEN I RETURNED AND THREW THEM ALL OVER THE RAILING AT THE TOP OF THE GREAT WALL AND THEY FELL FOR THIRTY FEET AND HIT THE SACRED MARBLE WITH A SMACK NOW IN ANY OTHER TOWN BUT ROME OR IN THE MINDS OF ANY OTHER CATS THE SIGHT OF FISHES FALLING OUT OF HEAVEN HAD SURELY EXCITED WONDER THEY ROSE SLOWLY AND ALL STRETCHED THEMSELVES THEN THEY CAME LEISURELY TOWARD THE FISHES IT IS ONLY A MIRACLE THEY SAID IN THEIR HEARTS AND THE WATCHERS IN THE GATE SAID ENTER IN PROUDLY AND SLOWLY AS THEY SPOKE DREW UP TO THEM A CAMEL WHOSE RIDER SOUGHT ENTRANCE TO THE CITY HIS FACE SHONE WITH THE SUNSET BY WHICH FOR LONG HE HAD STEERED FOR THE CITY'S GATE OF HIM THEY DEMANDED TOLL WHEREAT HE SPOKE TO HIS CAMEL AND THE CAMEL ROARED AND KNEELED AND THE MAN DESCENDED FROM HIM" ], "begin_byte": 114850, "end_byte": 115032 } } ]

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