Scribner's Magazine ..., Том 50C. Scribner's sons, 1911 |
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... less than of Breda . If the story to be told could often be ex- pressed as clearly and as fully as it is in this instance , we should hear less objection to historical painting as a manner of artistic production . But it is just in the ...
... less than of Breda . If the story to be told could often be ex- pressed as clearly and as fully as it is in this instance , we should hear less objection to historical painting as a manner of artistic production . But it is just in the ...
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... less interesting study to the child of to - day than it was to our fathers just in so far as the map of Africa has lost those delightful pink portions marked " unexplored , " and the upper reaches of its rivers lost their dotted lines ...
... less interesting study to the child of to - day than it was to our fathers just in so far as the map of Africa has lost those delightful pink portions marked " unexplored , " and the upper reaches of its rivers lost their dotted lines ...
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... less thrilled than the day when I first conceived that Kingman's field was a divide . Since that day , too , I have launched a boat on many rivers , but never with quite the expectant joy which attended the launch- ing of the Crusader ...
... less thrilled than the day when I first conceived that Kingman's field was a divide . Since that day , too , I have launched a boat on many rivers , but never with quite the expectant joy which attended the launch- ing of the Crusader ...
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... less calm contemplation than an- noyance at our disturbance of the water , or a sportsman's patient , stolid eagerness for game . We are far from persuaded that the average fisherman is a contemplative man at all , though it be heresy ...
... less calm contemplation than an- noyance at our disturbance of the water , or a sportsman's patient , stolid eagerness for game . We are far from persuaded that the average fisherman is a contemplative man at all , though it be heresy ...
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... less dizzy , more or less scarlet , crammed his hands in his pockets and stared and turned redder , and brought out interrogations in the nervous English which is acquired at our great institutions of learning . " Gosh ! are you all ...
... less dizzy , more or less scarlet , crammed his hands in his pockets and stared and turned redder , and brought out interrogations in the nervous English which is acquired at our great institutions of learning . " Gosh ! are you all ...
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Сторінка 582 - ... He was a foe without hate; a friend without treachery; a soldier without cruelty; a victor without oppression; and a victim without murmuring. He was a public officer without vices; a private citizen without wrong; a neighbor without reproach; a Christian without hypocrisy; and a man without guile. He was Caesar without his ambition; Frederick without his tyranny; Napoleon without his selfishness; and Washington without his reward.
Сторінка 498 - I'll walk where my own nature would be leading : It vexes me to choose another guide : Where the grey flocks in ferny glens are feeding ; Where the wild wind blows on the mountain side.
Сторінка 145 - ... checking each step like the jerk of a chain. There was something bleak and unapproachable in his face, and he was so stiffened and grizzled that I took him for an old man and was surprised to hear that he was not more than fifty-two. I had this from Harmon Gow, who had driven the stage from Bettsbridge to Starkfield in pre-trolley days and knew the chronicle of all the families on his line. "He's looked that way ever since he had his smash-up; and that's twenty-four years ago come next February,"...
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Сторінка 315 - She stood just as Zeena had stood, a lifted lamp in her hand, against the black background of the kitchen. She held the light at the same level, and it drew out with the same distinctness her slim young throat and the brown wrist no bigger than a child's.
Сторінка 293 - To the victors belong the spoils." After we have won the race, as we will, •we will give those who are entitled to positions office. What are we up here for? I mean that members of the Republican party are entitled to office, and if we are victorious we will have office.
Сторінка 146 - During the early part of my stay I had been struck by the contrast between the vitality of the climate and the deadness of the community. Day by day, after the December snows were over, a blazing blue sky poured down torrents of light and air on the white landscape, which gave them back in an intenser glitter. One would have supposed that such an atmosphere must quicken the emotions as well as the blood; but it seemed to produce no change except that of retarding still more the sluggish pulse of...
Сторінка 145 - I HAD THE STORY, bit by bit, from various people, and, as generally happens in such cases, each time it was a different story. If you know Starkfield, Massachusetts, you know the post-office. If you know the post-office you must have seen Ethan Frome drive up to it, drop the reins on his hollow-backed bay and drag himself across the brick pavement to the white colonnade: and you must have asked who he was.
Сторінка 295 - I challenge the correctness of the announcement. The announcement contains votes for me. No man has a right, without the consent of the person voted for, to announce that person's name, and vote for him, in this convention. Such consent I have not given." The President: "The gentleman from Ohio is not stating a question of order.