Books with title Nothing But the Truth by Blades, Ruben

When Philip Malloy starts humming along to his school's daily playing of "The Star-Spangled Banner", his insistence on continuing to do so even after his teacher, Miss Margaret Narwin, asks him to stop sets in motion a chain of events that will soon ripple out beyond anything Phil or Miss Narwin could have imagined. Phil's friends, his teachers, and the school administration are soon swept up in the controversy...and that's just the beginning!

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Excerpt from Nothing but the TruthI never did like the Japanese, from Bob, sotto voce. Blame lot of heathens - that's what they are 1.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

Nothing But the Truth CHAPTER I—THE TEMERITY OF BOB “It can’t be done.” “Of course, it can.” “A man couldn’t survive the ordeal.” “Could do it myself.” The scene was the University Club. The talk spread over a good deal of space, as talk will when pink cocktails, or “green gardens in a glass” confront, or are in front of, the talkees. Dickie said it couldn’t be done and Bob said it was possible and that he could do it. He might not have felt such confidence had it not been for the verdant stimulation. He could have done anything just then, so why not this particular feat or stunt? And who was this temerarious one and what was he like? As an excellent specimen of a masculine young animal, genus homo, Bob Bennett was good to look on. Some of those young ladies who wave banners when young men strain their backs and their arms and their legs in the cause of learning, had, in the days of the not remote past, dubbed him, sub rosa, the “blue-eyed Apollo.” Some of the fellows not so euphemistically inclined had, however, during that same glorious period found frequent occasion to refer to him less classically, if more truthfully, as “that darn fool, Bob Bennett.” That was on account of a streak of wildness in him, for he was a free bold creature, was Bob. Conventional bars and gates chafed him. He may have looked like a “blue-eyed Apollo,” but his spirit had the wings of a wild goose, than which there are no faster birds—for a wild goose is the biplane of the empyrean.

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"Nothing But the Truth" by Frederic Stewart Isham. Published by Good Press. Good Press publishes a wide range of titles that encompasses every genre. From well-known classics & literary fiction and non-fiction to forgotten−or yet undiscovered gems−of world literature, we issue the books that need to be read. Each Good Press edition has been meticulously edited and formatted to boost readability for all e-readers and devices. Our goal is to produce eBooks that are user-friendly and accessible to everyone in a high-quality digital format.

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She put out her hand and Bob took it, looking into her eyes. Then—he never knew how it happened—he had her in his arms. Bang! bang! went Bob’s hammers below and they seemed to be competing with the beating of his heart. At length the girl stirred slightly. She was wonderful in her proud compliance to Bob’s somewhat chaotic and over-powering expression of his emotions. “I suffered, too, a little, perhaps,” she said.That nearly completed Bob’s undoing. “You! you!” he said, holding her from him and regarding her face eagerly, devouringly.“Yes,” the proud lips curled a little, “I haven’t really a heart of stone, you know.”Then Bob became chaotic once more for it was as if heaven had been hurled at him. He spoke burning words of truth and this time they did not get him into trouble. She drank them all in, too. Then he began to ask questions in that same chaotic manner. He was so masterful she had to answer.“Yes, yes,” she said, “of course, I do.”“When did it begin?”“A long, long time ago.”“You have loved me a long time?” he exulted and drew a deep breath. “A moment ago I was pondering on the problems of life and wondering what was the use of it all? Now—” He paused.“Now?” said the girl and her eyes were direct and clear. The love light in them—for it was that—shone as the light of stars.Bob threw out his arms. “Life is great,” he said.A moment they stood apart and looked at each other. “It can’t be,” said Bob. “It is too much to believe. I certainly must prove it once more.”

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The scene was the University Club. The talk spread over a good deal of space; as talk will when pink cocktails; or “green gardens in a glass” confront; or are in front of; the talkees. Dickie said it couldn’t be done and Bob said it was possible and that he could do it. He might not have felt such confidence had it not been for the verdant stimulation. He could have done anything just then; so why not this particular feat or stunt? and who was this temerarious one and what was he like?

Frederic Stewart Isham was born in Detroit, Michigan, on March 29th, 1865. He was a writer of short stories, novels and plays. He had written short stories for Harper's monthly and The Popular Magazine. Most of his novels were published by Bobbs Merrill and were illustrated by artists such as Max J Spero, Harrison Fisher, Herman Pfeifer and Ralph Lester. His novels were popular for the silver screen, Nothing But The Truth was made three times in English as well as three more times in 1931 with different sets of actors in Spanish, French and German. Frederic Stewart Isham died of pneumonia on September 6th 1922, in New York City, New York, USA at the age of 57.