Strayed Revellers: A Novel of Modernistic Truth and Intruding WarHenry Holt, 1918 - 390 من الصفحات |
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... Carey Beemis . Arthur is out , now , collecting them in the car . " Clotilde said , a bit too casually : " I hope friend hus- band is well - and painting many good landscapes ? " " He's been doing darned little lately . " Mrs. Arthur ...
... Carey Beemis . Arthur is out , now , collecting them in the car . " Clotilde said , a bit too casually : " I hope friend hus- band is well - and painting many good landscapes ? " " He's been doing darned little lately . " Mrs. Arthur ...
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... Carey - I hear the car ! How beautiful - your début - holding a trophy of your prowess- " She raised her voice , shuddered con- vulsively with unsuppressible joy : " But , dear , trust me -whatever happens I won't permit - ha - ee ! -I ...
... Carey - I hear the car ! How beautiful - your début - holding a trophy of your prowess- " She raised her voice , shuddered con- vulsively with unsuppressible joy : " But , dear , trust me -whatever happens I won't permit - ha - ee ! -I ...
الصفحة 62
... Carey Beemis , and especially by Mr. Kling . " My dear it was more than worth it ! " said Edna , holding out her hand . " Artie ? " Mr. Kling , immediately stirred in his hostly instincts , stammered : " Why - Miss Westbrook - Clotilde ...
... Carey Beemis , and especially by Mr. Kling . " My dear it was more than worth it ! " said Edna , holding out her hand . " Artie ? " Mr. Kling , immediately stirred in his hostly instincts , stammered : " Why - Miss Westbrook - Clotilde ...
الصفحة 63
... Carey Beemis I don't think you've met . Miss Clotilde- ah - Miss Clotilde - ah ? " " Westbrook ! " supplied Mr. Kling , in a spasmodic undertone , giving a suggestion of secrecy by putting his right palm up to the end of his mustache ...
... Carey Beemis I don't think you've met . Miss Clotilde- ah - Miss Clotilde - ah ? " " Westbrook ! " supplied Mr. Kling , in a spasmodic undertone , giving a suggestion of secrecy by putting his right palm up to the end of his mustache ...
الصفحة 64
... Carey Beemis , advancing with out- stretched hand , beamingly unconscious of the sick - room atmosphere , drowned her out with a vigorous : " Say , this is a real pleasure ! " He received her hand in a grasp that was at once firm and ...
... Carey Beemis , advancing with out- stretched hand , beamingly unconscious of the sick - room atmosphere , drowned her out with a vigorous : " Say , this is a real pleasure ! " He received her hand in a grasp that was at once firm and ...
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الصفحة 27 - WHOEVER has made a voyage up the Hudson must remember the Kaatskill mountains. They are a dismembered branch of the great Appalachian family, and are seen away to the west of the river, swelling up to a noble height, and lording it over the surrounding country. Every change of season, every change of weather, indeed every hour of the day, produces some change in the magical hues and shapes of these mountains; and they are regarded by all the good wives, far and near, as perfect barometers.
الصفحة 27 - Every change of season, every change of weather, indeed every hour of the day, produces some change in the magical hues and shapes of these mountains, and they are regarded by all the good wives, far and near, as perfect barometers. When the 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...
الصفحة 249 - I do not know what I may appear to the world, but to myself I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the sea-shore, and diverting myself in now and then finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me.
الصفحة 27 - ... about their summits which, in the last rays of the setting sun, will glow and light up like a crown of glory. At the foot of these fairy mountains, the voyager may have descried the light smoke curling up from a village...
الصفحة 28 - ... gleam among the trees, just where the blue tints of the upland melt away into the fresh green of the nearer landscape. It is a little village of...
الصفحة 28 - Stuyvesant, (may he rest in peace !) and there were some of the houses of the original settlers standing within a few years...
الصفحة 381 - And thou, proved, much enduring, Wave-toss'd Wanderer ! Who can stand still ? Ye fade, ye swim, ye waver before me — The cup again ! Faster, faster, O Circe, Goddess, Let the wild, thronging train, The bright procession Of eddying forms, Sweep through my soul ! FRAGMENT OF AN 'ANTIGONE...