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Charles Turley
Charles Turley was a British author known for his adventure stories and tales of school life, particularly during the late 19th and early 20th centuries. His most famous works include "Godfrey Marten, Schoolboy" and "The Playmate", which often centered on themes of sportsmanship, loyalty, and youthful courage. Turley was a former cricketer and educator, which greatly influenced the settings and characters in his novels. His writings, though not widely remembered today, captured the spirit of Edwardian-era schoolboy fiction and were popular among young readers of his time.
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Charles Turley
OXFORD The night before I left home for Oxford I had a talk with my father. He was not of the sentimental kind, but I knew that he had a rare fondness for my brother, my sister Nina and myself, and I have never had a moment when I did not return his affection. He had always been bothered by my lack of seriousness, and he doubted whether I should really get the best out of 'Varsity life. After...
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On the night of my original meeting with Scott he was but lately home from his first adventure into the Antarctic and my chief recollection of the occasion is that having found the entrancing man I was unable to leave him. In vain he escorted me through the streets of London to my home, for when he had said good-night I then escorted him to his, and so it went on I know not for how long through the...
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