The Luck of Roaring Camp, and Other SketchesHoughton, Mifflin, 1871 - 256 من الصفحات |
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... closed on the extempore surgeon and midwife , and Roaring Camp sat down outside , smoked its pipe , and awaited the issue . The assemblage numbered about a hundred men . One or two of these were actual fugitives from justice , some were ...
... closed on the extempore surgeon and midwife , and Roaring Camp sat down outside , smoked its pipe , and awaited the issue . The assemblage numbered about a hundred men . One or two of these were actual fugitives from justice , some were ...
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... closed a half - grown grizzly , who instantly raised himself on his haunches , with his forepaws hang- ing down in the popular attitude of mendicancy , and looked admiringly at Miggles , with a very singular resemblance in his manner to ...
... closed a half - grown grizzly , who instantly raised himself on his haunches , with his forepaws hang- ing down in the popular attitude of mendicancy , and looked admiringly at Miggles , with a very singular resemblance in his manner to ...
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... sir , I allude of course to the stronger portion of humanity - has been generally relieved from the imputation of cu riosity , or a fondness for gossip . Yet I am con- strained to say , that hardly had the door closed 48 MIGGLES .
... sir , I allude of course to the stronger portion of humanity - has been generally relieved from the imputation of cu riosity , or a fondness for gossip . Yet I am con- strained to say , that hardly had the door closed 48 MIGGLES .
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Bret Harte. strained to say , that hardly had the door closed on Miggles than we crowded together , whispering , snickering , smiling , and exchanging suspicions , surmises , and a thousand speculations in regard to our pretty hostess ...
Bret Harte. strained to say , that hardly had the door closed on Miggles than we crowded together , whispering , snickering , smiling , and exchanging suspicions , surmises , and a thousand speculations in regard to our pretty hostess ...
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... closed around him , he made a desperate dash through the Bar , emptying his revolver at the crowd before the Arcade Saloon , and so on up Grizzly Cañon ; but at its farther extremity he was stopped by a small man on a gray horse . The ...
... closed around him , he made a desperate dash through the Bar , emptying his revolver at the crowd before the Arcade Saloon , and so on up Grizzly Cañon ; but at its farther extremity he was stopped by a small man on a gray horse . The ...
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الصفحة 30 - Tom Simson, somehow managed to take upon himself the greater part of that duty. He excused himself to the Innocent, by saying that he had " often been a week without sleep." "Doing what?" asked Tom. "Poker!" replied Oakhurst, sententiously ; " when a man gets a streak of luck, — nigger-luck, — he don't get tired. The luck gives in first. Luck," continued the gambler, reflectively,
الصفحة 57 - At that place he was attracted by a young person who waited upon the table at the hotel where he took his meals. One morning he said something to her which caused her to smile not unkindly, to somewhat coquettishly break a plate of toast over his upturned, serious, simple face, and to retreat to the kitchen. He followed her, and emerged a few moments later, covered with more toast and victory. That day week they were married by a justice of the peace, and returned to Poker Flat. I am aware that something...
الصفحة 28 - ... had accidentally stampeded the animals. He dropped a warning to the Duchess and Mother Shipton, who of course knew the facts of their associate's defection. "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.
الصفحة 33 - m going," she said, in a voice of querulous weakness, "but don't say anything about it. Don't waken the kids. Take the bundle from under my head, and open it." Mr. Oakhurst did so. It contained Mother Shipton's rations for the last week, untouched. " Give 'em to the child," she said, pointing to the sleeping Piney.
الصفحة 34 - There's one chance in a hundred to save her yet," he said, pointing to Piney; "but it's there," he added, pointing toward Poker Flat. " If you can reach there in two days she's safe." "And you?" asked Tom Simson. "I'll stay here," was the curt reply. The lovers parted with a long embrace. " You are not going, too ? " said the Duchess, as she saw Mr. Oakhurst apparently waiting to accompany him. " AS far as the canon,
الصفحة 4 - ... hand ; the best shot had but one eye. Such was the physical aspect of the men that were dispersed around the cabin. The camp lay in a triangular valley, between two hills and a river. The only outlet was a steep trail over the summit of a hill that faced the cabin, now illuminated by the rising moon.
الصفحة 68 - A few paces from the cabin there was a rough enclosure, which, in the brief days of Tennessee's Partner's matrimonial felicity, had been used as a garden, but was now overgrown with fern. As we approached it we were surprised to find that what we had taken for a recent attempt at cultivation was the broken soil about an open grave. 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...
الصفحة 71 - There, now, steady, Jinny, steady, old girl. How dark it is! Look out for the ruts, and look out for him, too, old gal. Sometimes, you know, when he's blind drunk, he drops down right in the trail. Keep on straight up to the pine on the top of the hill. Thar! I told you so! — thar he is — coming this way, too — all by himself, sober, and his face a-shining. Tennessee! Pardner!
الصفحة 15 - Howbeit, whether creeping over the pine boughs or lying lazily on his back blinking at the leaves above him, to him the birds sang, the squirrels chattered, and the flowers bloomed. Nature was his nurse and playfellow. For him she would let slip between the leaves golden shafts of sunlight that fell just within his grasp; she would...
الصفحة 10 - But these were felt to be vague and unsatisfactory, and were at last dismissed under another influence. Gamblers and adventurers are generally superstitious, and Oakhurst one day declared that the baby had brought "the luck