Stories and PoemsOxford University Press, 1915 - 638 стор. |
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Ah Fe ain't appeared asked beside Bret Harte cabin California cañon carpet-bag child Chu Chu Chubbuck Clytemnestra Clytie Colonel Starbottle Culpepper dark Dick door Dutch Flat expressman eyes face Father José fear feet fell Fiddletown figure glance grave gulch hair Hamlin hand head hill Hop Sing horse Ingomar Islington Jack Johnson knew lady laugh looked master Miggles Miss Mary Mliss Monte Flat morning Morpher Mother Shipton mountain never night Oakhurst old man's once passed perhaps pines quietly road Roaring Camp rose round Sacramento San Francisco Sandy Bar seemed silence slowly smile stood story stranger suddenly tell Tennessee Tennessee's Partner thar thing thought tion Tommy took trail Tretherick Tryan turned Union Mills voice walked whisky wife wind window Wingdam woman York young Yuba Bill
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Сторінка 607 - But Psyche, uplifting her finger, Said - 'Sadly this star I mistrust Her pallor I strangely mistrust: Oh, hasten! - oh, let us not linger! Oh, fly! - let us fly! - for we must.
Сторінка 607 - And now, as the night was senescent And star-dials pointed to morn As the star-dials hinted of morn At the end of our path a liquescent And nebulous lustre was born, Out of which a miraculous crescent Arose with a duplicate horn Astarte's bediamonded crescent Distinct with its duplicate horn.
Сторінка 578 - In a warfare with the remnants of a palaeozoic age ; And the way they heaved those fossils in their anger was a sin, Till the skull of an old mammoth caved the head of Thompson in. And this is all I have to say of these improper games, For I live at Table Mountain, and my name is Truthful James ; And I've told in simple language what I know about the row That broke up our Society upon the Stanislow. LUKE (iN THE COLORADO PARK, 1873) WOT 's that you 're readin ' ? — a novel ? A novel ! — well,...
Сторінка 577 - Then Abner Dean of Angel's raised a point of order — when A chunk of old red sandstone took him in the abdomen, And he smiled a kind of sickly smile, and curled up on the floor, And the subsequent proceedings interested him no more.
Сторінка 551 - The only man who didn't back down When the rebels rode through his native town; But held his own in the fight next day, When all his townsfolk ran away. That was in July, Sixty-three, The very day that General Lee, Flower of Southern chivalry, Baffled and beaten, backward reeled From a stubborn Meade and a barren field.
Сторінка 55 - Sal," and, in the contemplation of her condition, for a moment rose superior to the fact that he had an ace and two bowers in his sleeve. It will be seen, also, that the situation was novel. Deaths were by no means uncommon in Roaring Camp, but a birth was a new thing.
Сторінка 528 - Nell" on English meadows Wandered and lost their way. And so in mountain solitudes — o'ertaken As by some spell divine — Their cares dropped from them like the needles shaken From out the gusty pine. Lost is that camp, and wasted all its fire; And he who wrought that spell? — Ah, towering pine and stately Kentish spire. Ye have one tale to tell ! Lost is that camp! but let its fragrant story Blend with the breath that thrills With hop-vines' incense all the pensive glory That fills the Kentish...
Сторінка 577 - Now, nothing could be finer or more beautiful to see Than the first six months' proceedings of that same society, Till Brown of Calaveras brought a lot of fossil bones That he found within a tunnel near the tenement of Jones. Then Brown he read a paper, and he reconstructed there, From those same bones, an animal that was extremely rare ; And Jones then asked the Chair for a suspension of the rules, Till he could prove that those same bones were one of his lost mules.
Сторінка 549 - said the quick alarming drum. 'Let me of my heart take counsel: War is not of life the sum; Who shall stay and reap the harvest When the autumn days shall come? But the drum Echoed, 'Come! Death shall reap the braver harvest,' said the solemn-sounding drum.
Сторінка 57 - ... even that the child would survive; side bets as to the sex and complexion of the coming stranger. In the midst of an excited discussion an exclamation came from those nearest the door, and the camp stopped to listen. Above the swaying and moaning of the pines, the swift rush of the river, and the crackling of the fire rose a sharp, querulous cry, — a cry unlike anything heard before in the camp. The pines stopped moaning, the river ceased to rush, and the fire to crackle. It seemed as if Nature...
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