Specimens of the Short StoryGeorge Henry Nettleton Henry Holt & Company, 1901 - 229 من الصفحات "This collection of short stories has two purposes : first, to give to the general reader interesting specimens of the best narration; second, within small compass, to supply the teacher or student of English composition with varied and profitable material for study of the art of narrative writing."--Pref. Includes brief introductory biographies of the authors. |
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... thought now my time is surely come , I have done for myself , I am going to be told 20 that they have no longer occasion for me . L- I could see , smiled at the terror I was in , which was a little relief to me , -when to my utter ...
... thought now my time is surely come , I have done for myself , I am going to be told 20 that they have no longer occasion for me . L- I could see , smiled at the terror I was in , which was a little relief to me , -when to my utter ...
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... thought or trouble , and would rather starve on a penny than work for a pound . If left to himself , he would have whistled life away in perfect contentment ; but his wife kept continually din- 20 ning in his ears about his idleness ...
... thought or trouble , and would rather starve on a penny than work for a pound . If left to himself , he would have whistled life away in perfect contentment ; but his wife kept continually din- 20 ning in his ears about his idleness ...
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... thought of en- countering the terrors of Dame Van Winkle . IO As he was about to descend , he heard a voice from a distance , hallooing , " Rip Van Winkle ! Rip Van Winkle ! " He looked round , but could see nothing but a crow winging ...
... thought of en- countering the terrors of Dame Van Winkle . IO As he was about to descend , he heard a voice from a distance , hallooing , " Rip Van Winkle ! Rip Van Winkle ! " He looked round , but could see nothing but a crow winging ...
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... thought Rip , " I have not slept here all night . " He recalled the occurrences before he fell asleep . The strange man with a keg of liquor - the mountain ravine-- 25 the wild retreat among the rocks the woe - begone party at ninepins ...
... thought Rip , " I have not slept here all night . " He recalled the occurrences before he fell asleep . The strange man with a keg of liquor - the mountain ravine-- 25 the wild retreat among the rocks the woe - begone party at ninepins ...
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... thought Rip , " and if this frolic should lay me up with a fit of the rheumatism , I shall have a blessed time with Dame Van Winkle . " With some difficulty he got down into the glen ; he found the gully up which he and his companion ...
... thought Rip , " and if this frolic should lay me up with a fit of the rheumatism , I shall have a blessed time with Dame Van Winkle . " With some difficulty he got down into the glen ; he found the gully up which he and his companion ...
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answered appeared Book Bret Harte brother burlesque called Cambacères camp character Charles Charles Darnay Charles Lamb Christ's Hospital cried Dame Van Winkle dead dealer death Dickens Dickens's Dictionary Doctor door Duchess Dupin Ernest eyes father Fogarty followed Fort Christina French Gathergold gazed hand Hawthorne Hawthorne's head heard heart Illyria Irish Irving knew Knickerbocker Lamb Lamb's Lanty letter Lever literary lived London looked Magazine Manette's Markheim mind Minister Mother Shipton mountain Murders Napoleon never night novel Oakhurst Old Stony Phiz paper Paris Peninsular War personage Peter Stuyvesant Pickwick Papers Piney Place Vendôme Poe's poet Poker Flat poor Prefect prophecy Purloined Letter replied Rip Van Winkle romance seemed seen short story side sketch smile Stevenson Stone Face Superannuated Thackeray Thackeray's thing thought took truth turned Uncle Billy valley village voice Washington Irving words write wrote
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الصفحة 40 - it's twenty years since he went away from home with his gun, and never has been heard of since,—his dog came home without him ; but whether he shot himself or was carried away by the Indians, nobody can tell. I was then but a little girl." 15 Rip had but one question more to ask;
الصفحة 26 - Times grew worse and worse with Rip Van Winkle as years of matrimony rolled on; a tart temper never mellows with age, and a sharp tongue is the only edged tool that grows keener with constant use. For a long while he used to console himself, when driven from
الصفحة 24 - fences ; the women of the village, too, used to employ him to run their errands, and to do such little odd jobs as their less obliging husbands would not do for them. In a word, Rip was ready to attend to anybody's business but his own ; but as to doing family
الصفحة 22 - weather is fair and settled, they are clothed in blue and purple, and print their bold outlines on the clear evening sky ; but sometimes when the rest of the landscape is cloudless they will gather a hood of gray vapors about their summits, which, in the last rays of
الصفحة 24 - for he would sit on a wet rock, with a rod as long and heavy as a Tartar's lance, and fish all day without a murmur, even though he should not be encouraged by a single nibble. He would carry a fowling-piece on his shoulder for hours together, trudging
الصفحة 24 - and would go wrong, in spite of him. His fences were continually falling to pieces ; his cow would either go astray or get among the cabbages ; weeds were sure to grow quicker in his fields than anywhere else ; the rain always made a point of setting in just as he had
الصفحة 28 - saw at a distance the lordly Hudson, far, far below him, moving on its silent but majestic course, with the reflection of a purple cloud, or the sail of a lagging bark, here and there sleeping on its glassy bosom, and at last losing itself in the blue highlands.
الصفحة 27 - his seat from morning till night, just moving sufficiently to avoid the sun and keep in the shade of a large tree ; so that the neighbors could tell the hour by his movements as accurately as by a sun-dial. It is true he was rarely heard to speak, but smoked his pipe incessantly.
الصفحة 28 - In a long ramble of the kind on a fine autumnal day, Rip had unconsciously scrambled to one of the highest parts of the Kaatskill Mountains. He was after his favorite sport of squirrel shooting, and the still solitudes had echoed and re-echoed with the reports of his gun.
الصفحة 40 - gray-bearded man. She had a chubby child in her arms, which, frightened at his looks, began to cry. " Hush, Rip," cried she, " hush, you little fool; the old man won't hurt you." The name of the child, the air of the mother, the tone of her voice, all awakened