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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 ...
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 ...
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wild grapevines that twisted their coils or tendrils from tree to tree , and spread a
kind of network in his path . At length he reached to where the ravine had opened
through the cliffs to the amphitheatre ; but no traces of such opening remained .
wild grapevines that twisted their coils or tendrils from tree to tree , and spread a
kind of network in his path . At length he reached to where the ravine had opened
through the cliffs to the amphitheatre ; but no traces of such opening remained .
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... mountains had always been haunted by strange beings . That it was affirmed
that the great Hendrick Hudson , the first discoverer of the river and country , kept
a kind of vigil there every twenty years , with his crew of the 18 Washington Irving.
... mountains had always been haunted by strange beings . That it was affirmed
that the great Hendrick Hudson , the first discoverer of the river and country , kept
a kind of vigil there every twenty years , with his crew of the 18 Washington Irving.
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In old times , say the Indian traditions , there was a kind of Manitou or Spirit , who
kept about the wildest recesses of the Catskill Mountains , and took a
mischievous pleasure in wreaking all kinds of evils and vexations upon the red
men .
In old times , say the Indian traditions , there was a kind of Manitou or Spirit , who
kept about the wildest recesses of the Catskill Mountains , and took a
mischievous pleasure in wreaking all kinds of evils and vexations upon the red
men .
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I presume you will call the bug scarabæus caput hominis , or something of that
kind - there are many similar titles in the Natural Histories . But where are the
antennæ you spoke of ? ” “ The antenna ! ” said Legrand , who seemed to be
getting ...
I presume you will call the bug scarabæus caput hominis , or something of that
kind - there are many similar titles in the Natural Histories . But where are the
antennæ you spoke of ? ” “ The antenna ! ” said Legrand , who seemed to be
getting ...
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الصفحة 13 - ... roof fallen in, the windows shattered, and the doors off the hinges. A half-starved dog that looked like Wolf was skulking about it. Rip called him by name, but the cur snarled, showed his teeth, and passed on. This was an unkind cut indeed — "My very dog...
الصفحة 233 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
الصفحة 18 - Rip Van Winkle now! Does nobody know poor Rip Van Winkle?" All stood amazed, until an old woman, tottering out from among the crowd, put her hand to her brow, and peering under it in his face for a moment, exclaimed, "Sure enough it is Rip Van Winkle — it is himself! Welcome home again, old neighbour — Why, where have you been these twenty long years?
الصفحة 13 - It was with some difficulty that he found the way to his own house, which he approached with silent awe, expecting every moment to hear the shrill voice of Dame Van Winkle. He found the house gone to decay, the roof fallen in, the windows shattered, and the doors off the hinges. A half -starved dog that looked like Wolf was skulking about it.
الصفحة 78 - I wouldn't mind giving my individual check for fifty thousand francs to any one who could obtain me that letter. The fact is, it is becoming of more and more importance every day; and the reward has been lately doubled. If it were trebled, however, I could do no more than I have done...
الصفحة 190 - ... listening to the man's last words: and when I looked into that face, which had been set as a flint against mercy, I found it smiling with hope." "And do you, then, suppose me such a creature?
الصفحة 16 - Nicholas Vedder?" There was a silence for a little while, when an old man replied, in a thin piping voice, "Nicholas Vedder? why he is dead and gone these eighteen years! There was a wooden tombstone in the churchyard that used to tell all about him, but that's rotten and gone too.
الصفحة xii - A skilful literary artist has constructed a tale. If wise, he has not fashioned his thoughts to accommodate his incidents; but having conceived, with deliberate care, a certain unique or single effect to be wrought out, he then invents such incidents — he then combines such events that may best aid him in establishing this preconceived effect.
الصفحة 71 - And what, after all, is the matter on hand?" I asked. "Why, I will tell you," replied the Prefect, as he gave a long, steady, and contemplative puff, and settled himself in his chair. "I will tell you...
الصفحة 112 - He had devoted himself, however, too unreservedly to scientific studies ever to be weaned from them by any second passion. His love for his young wife might prove the stronger of the two; but it could only be by intertwining itself with his love of science, and uniting the strength of the latter to his own.
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| العنوان | The Short-story Academy classics |
| المساهم | William Patterson Atkinson |
| الناشر | Allyn and Bacon, 1916 |
| أصلي من | جامعة كاليفورنيا |
| الكتب ذات التنسيق الرقمي | 6 كانون الأول (ديسمبر) 2007 |
| عدد الصفحات | 238 من الصفحات |
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