The Luck of Roaring Camp: And Other Stories |
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... azaleas , or the painted blossoms of Las Mariposas . The men had suddenly
awakened to the fact that there were beauty and significance in these trifles
which they had so long trodden carelessly beneath their feet . A flake of glittering
hricht ...
... azaleas , or the painted blossoms of Las Mariposas . The men had suddenly
awakened to the fact that there were beauty and significance in these trifles
which they had so long trodden carelessly beneath their feet . A flake of glittering
hricht ...
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And that night the North Fork suddenly leaped over its banks , and swept up the
triangular valley of Roaring Camp . In the confusion of rushing water , crashing
trees , and crackling timber , and the darkness which seemed to flow with the
water ...
And that night the North Fork suddenly leaped over its banks , and swept up the
triangular valley of Roaring Camp . In the confusion of rushing water , crashing
trees , and crackling timber , and the darkness which seemed to flow with the
water ...
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It is probably owing to this sudden twist in the road that the advent of a stranger at
Smith ' s Pocket is usually attended with a peculiar circumstance . Dismounting
from the vehicle at the stage - office , the too confident traveller is apt to walk ...
It is probably owing to this sudden twist in the road that the advent of a stranger at
Smith ' s Pocket is usually attended with a peculiar circumstance . Dismounting
from the vehicle at the stage - office , the too confident traveller is apt to walk ...
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Suddenly she threw herself forward , calling on God to strike her dead , and fell
quite weak and helpless , with her face on the master ' s desk , crying and
sobbing as if her heart would break . The master lifted her gently , and waited for
the ...
Suddenly she threw herself forward , calling on God to strike her dead , and fell
quite weak and helpless , with her face on the master ' s desk , crying and
sobbing as if her heart would break . The master lifted her gently , and waited for
the ...
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Thither they crossed , - a toilsome half - hour ' s walk , — but in vain . They were
returning by the ditch at the abutment of the flume , gazing at the lights of the town
on the opposite bank , when suddenly , sharply , a quick report rang out on the ...
Thither they crossed , - a toilsome half - hour ' s walk , — but in vain . They were
returning by the ditch at the abutment of the flume , gazing at the lights of the town
on the opposite bank , when suddenly , sharply , a quick report rang out on the ...
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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...
معلومات المراجع
| 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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