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Richmal Crompton
Richmal Crompton (1890–1969) was an English author best known for her "Just William" series of children's books, which featured the mischievous schoolboy William Brown. Originally a schoolteacher, Crompton turned to writing after illness forced her to leave teaching. Though she also wrote adult novels and short stories, her enduring popularity stems from the humor and charm of her William stories. The first "Just William" book was published in 1922, and the series went on to become a beloved part of British children's literature.
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CHAPTER IWILLIAM GOES TO THE PICTURES It all began with Williamâs aunt, who was in a good temper that morning, and gave him a shilling for posting a letter for her and carrying her parcels from the grocerâs. âBuy some sweets or go to the Pictures,â she said carelessly, as she gave it to him. William walked slowly down the road, gazing thoughtfully at the coin. After deep...
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A Busy Day William awoke and rubbed his eyes. It was Christmas Day—the day to which he had looked forward with mingled feelings for twelve months. It was a jolly day, of course—presents and turkey and crackers and staying up late. On the other hand, there were generally too many relations about, too much was often expected of one, the curious taste displayed by people who gave one presents often...
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