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http://the-toast.net/2014/08/06/100-actual-titles-real-eighteenth-century-novels/
Due to poll option limit, have selected 50 at random to include in the poll :(
Poll Results
| Option | Votes |
| The History Of A Dog. Written By Himself, And Published By A Gentleman Of His Acquaintance. Translated From The French. | 2 |
| The Adventures Of An Irish Smock, Interspersed With Whimsical Anecdotes Of A Nankeen Pair Of Breeches. | 2 |
| The Adventures Of An Ostrich Feather Of Quality. | 2 |
| Flim-Flams! Or, The Life And Errors Of My Uncle, And The Amours Of My Aunt! With Illustrations And Obscurities, By Mess | 2 |
| Secrets In Every Mansion. | 1 |
| Prodigious!!! | 1 |
| The Polish Bandit; Or, Who Is My Bride? | 1 |
| Papa Brick; Or, What Is Death? | 1 |
| No One Obliged To Cry. | 1 |
| Who’s The Murderer? | 1 |
| The Mysterious Pregnancy. | 1 |
| A Modern Anecdote Of The Ancient Family Of The Kinkvervankotsdarsprakengotchderns. | 1 |
| Odd Enough, To Be Sure! | 0 |
| The Peaceful Villa, An Eventful Tale. | 0 |
| The Nunnery For Coquettes. | 0 |
| The Question, Who Is Anna? | 0 |
| Realities, Not A Novel. A Tale From Real Life. | 0 |
| Reft Rob; Or, The Witch Of Scot-Muir, Commonly Called Madge The Snoover. | 0 |
| Wine And Walnuts. | 0 |
| Who Is The Bridegroom? Or, Nuptial Discoveries. | 0 |
| Who Can He Be, Or, Who Is His Father? | 0 |
| What D’ye Think Of The World? | 0 |
| ’Twas Wrong To Marry Him. | 0 |
| The Travels Of Hildebrand Bowman, Esquire, Into Carnovirria, Taupiniera, Olfactaria, And Audinante, In New-Zealand; And | 0 |
| “There Is A Secret, Find It Out!” | 0 |
| The Spectres, Or, Lord Oswald And Lady Rosa, Including An Account Of The Marchioness Of Cevetti Who Was Basely Consigne | 0 |
| The Sacred Deposit. | 0 |
| The News-Paper Wedding; Or, An Advertisement For A Husband. | 0 |
| Mystery Upon Mystery. | 0 |
| Good Men Of Modern Date. A Satirical Tale. | 0 |
| The Freebooter Of The Alps. | 0 |
| The Fault Was All His Own. In A Series Of Letters. By A Lady. | 0 |
| The Expedition Of Little Pickle; Or, The Pretty Plotter. | 0 |
| The Egg, Or The Memoirs Of Gregory Giddy, Esq: With The Lucubrations Of Messrs. Francis Flimsy, Frederick Florid, And B | 0 |
| But Which? | 0 |
| The Book!! Or, Procrastinated Memoirs. | 0 |
| The Bachelor’s Journal, Inscribed (Without Permission) To The Girls Of England. | 0 |
| The Advantages Of Education. A Tale For Misses And Their Mammas. | 0 |
| Hesitation; Or, To Marry, Or, Not To Marry? | 0 |
| He’s Always In The Way. | 0 |
| Modern Seduction, Or Innocence Betrayed: Consisting Of Several Histories Of The Principal Magdalens, Received Into That | 0 |
| Matrimony, The Height Of Bliss, Or The Extreme Of Misery. | 0 |
| Married Life; Or, Faults On All Sides. | 0 |
| Love And Madness. A Story Too True. In A Series Of Letters Between Parties Whose Names Would Perhaps Be Mentioned Were | 0 |
| The Libertines; Or, Monkish Mysteries! | 0 |
| The Laughable Adventures Of Charles And Lisette; Or, The Beards. | 0 |
| I’ll Consider It! | 0 |
| It Was Me, A Tale By Me, One Who Cares For Nothing Or Nobody. | 0 |
| Home. A Novel. Expect Not A Story Deck’d In The Garb Of Fancy,—But Look At Home. | 0 |
| A Novel Of Novel Kind—An Evening’s Amusement For Yourself And Friends, At Which Every One Is Invited To Laugh, But | 0 |
― heck (silby), Thursday, 28 August 2014 16:42 (ten years ago)
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