The Luck of Roaring Camp: And Other Stories |
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A fire of withered pine - boughs added sociability to the gathering . By degrees
the natural levity of Roaring Camp ... swaying and moaning of the pines , the swift
rush of the river , and the crackling of the fire 12 TAE LOCK OF ROARING CAMP .
A fire of withered pine - boughs added sociability to the gathering . By degrees
the natural levity of Roaring Camp ... swaying and moaning of the pines , the swift
rush of the river , and the crackling of the fire 12 TAE LOCK OF ROARING CAMP .
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The pines stopped moaning ; the river ceased to rush , and the fire to crackle . It
seemed as if Nature had stopped to listen , too . The camp rose to its feet as one
man ! It was proposed to explode a barrel of gunpowder , but , in consideration of
...
The pines stopped moaning ; the river ceased to rush , and the fire to crackle . It
seemed as if Nature had stopped to listen , too . The camp rose to its feet as one
man ! It was proposed to explode a barrel of gunpowder , but , in consideration of
...
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Beside the low bunk or shelf , on which the figure of the mother was starkly
outlined below the blankets , stood a pine table . On this a candle - box was
placed , and within it , swathed in staring red flannel , lay the last arrival at
Roaring Camp .
Beside the low bunk or shelf , on which the figure of the mother was starkly
outlined below the blankets , stood a pine table . On this a candle - box was
placed , and within it , swathed in staring red flannel , lay the last arrival at
Roaring Camp .
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On the long summer days The Luck was usually carried to the gulch , from
whence the golden store of Roaring Camp was taken . There , on a blanket
spread over pine - boughs , he would lie while the men were working in the
ditches below .
On the long summer days The Luck was usually carried to the gulch , from
whence the golden store of Roaring Camp was taken . There , on a blanket
spread over pine - boughs , he would lie while the men were working in the
ditches below .
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He was always tractable and quiet , and it is recorded that once , having crept
beyond his “ corral , " a hedge of tessellated pine - boughs which surrounded his
bed , — he dropped over the bank on his head in the soft earth , and remained
with ...
He was always tractable and quiet , and it is recorded that once , having crept
beyond his “ corral , " a hedge of tessellated pine - boughs which surrounded his
bed , — he dropped over the bank on his head in the soft earth , and remained
with ...
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added ain't appeared asked beside better Bill boys cabin called camp child closed Colonel Culpepper Dick don't door evidently excitement expression eyes face fact feet figure fire Five Forks followed Fool gathered give grave hair half hand Hawkins head hill holding Jack Judge knew known lady laugh less light live looked Luck master ment Miggles mind Miss Mary Mliss moment morning Mother mountain natural never night Oakhurst offered once opened party passed pause perhaps person pines Pocket present Princess reached rest returned road Roaring Camp rose round Sandy seemed side silence slowly Smith stepped stood stopped story suddenly tell Tennessee's thing thought tion took tree turned usual voice waited walked woman young
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الصفحة 94 - Luck," continued the gambler reflectively, "is a mighty queer thing. All you know about it for certain is that it's bound to change.
الصفحة 91 - They'll find out the truth about us all when they find out anything," he added significantly, " and there's no good frightening them now." Tom Simson not only put all his worldly store at the disposal of Mr. Oakhurst, but seemed to enjoy the prospect of their enforced seclusion. "We'll have a good camp for a week, and then the snow'll melt, and we'll all go back together.
الصفحة 138 - Tennessee has been running free, and we brings him home from his wandering." He paused and picked up a fragment of quartz, rubbed it thoughtfully on his sleeve and went on: "It ain't the first time that I've packed him on my back, as you see'd me now.
الصفحة 100 - And pulseless and cold, with a Derringer by his side and a bullet in his heart, though still calm as in life, beneath the snow lay he who was at once the strongest and yet the weakest of the outcasts of Poker Flat.
الصفحة 90 - ... the sleepers, for there was no time to lose. But turning to where Uncle Billy had been lying, he found him gone. A suspicion leaped to his brain and a curse to his lips. He ran to the spot where the mules had been tethered ; they were no longer there. The tracks were already rapidly disappearing in the snow. The momentary excitement brought Mr. Oakhurst back to the fire with his usual calm. He did not waken the sleepers. The Innocent slumbered peacefully, with a smile on his...
الصفحة 138 - The cart was halted before the enclosure; and rejecting the offers of assistance with the same air of simple self-reliance he had displayed throughout, Tennessee's Partner lifted the rough coffin on his back, and deposited it, unaided, within the shallow grave. He then nailed down the board which served as a lid; and mounting the little mound of earth beside it, took off his hat, and slowly mopped his face with his handkerchief. This the crowd felt was a preliminary to speech; and they disposed themselves...
الصفحة 140 - Jinny in the cart;" and would have risen from his bed but for the restraint of his attendant. Struggling, he still pursued his singular fancy: "There, now, steady, Jinny, steady, old girl.
الصفحة 130 - I was passin' by," he began, by way of apology, "and I thought I'd just step in and see how things was gittin' on with Tennessee thar, — my pardner.
الصفحة 124 - Jaybird Charley," — an unhallowed inspiration of the moment that clung to him ever after. But to return to Tennessee's Partner, whom we never knew by any other than this relative title. That he had ever existed as' a separate and distinct individuality we only learned later. It seems that in 1853 he left Poker Flat to go to San Francisco, ostensibly to procure a wife. He never got any farther than Stockton. At that place he was attracted by a young person who waited upon the table at the hotel...
الصفحة 129 - I don't take any hand in this yer game," had been his invariable, but good-humored reply to all questions. The Judge — who was also his captor — for a moment vaguely regretted that he had not shot him "on sight," that morning, but presently dismissed this human weakness as unworthy of the judicial mind. Nevertheless, when there was a tap at the door, and it was said that Tennessee's Partner was there on behalf...
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| العنوان | The Luck of Roaring Camp: And Other Stories |
| المؤلف | Bret Harte |
| الناشر | Houghton, Mifflin, 1903 |
| أصلي من | جامعة ميتشيغان |
| الكتب ذات التنسيق الرقمي | 7 آذار (مارس) 2008 |
| عدد الصفحات | 279 من الصفحات |
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