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... face with curiosity , with anxiety even , but found no light there , no expres- sion that they could read . They fell away from him as from something uncanny , and went into privacy to discuss him . One said : 46 ' ' Pears to be a fool ...
... face with curiosity , with anxiety even , but found no light there , no expres- sion that they could read . They fell away from him as from something uncanny , and went into privacy to discuss him . One said : 46 ' ' Pears to be a fool ...
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... face was full of character and expres- sion , her eyes were brown and liquid , and she had a heavy suit of fine soft hair which was also brown , but the fact was not apparent because her head was bound about with a checkered ...
... face was full of character and expres- sion , her eyes were brown and liquid , and she had a heavy suit of fine soft hair which was also brown , but the fact was not apparent because her head was bound about with a checkered ...
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... face ; It was equivalent to condemning them to hell ! No Missouri negro doubted this . her tracks and the color vanished the others dropped to their knees as if they had been shot ; tears gushed from their eyes , their sup- plicating ...
... face ; It was equivalent to condemning them to hell ! No Missouri negro doubted this . her tracks and the color vanished the others dropped to their knees as if they had been shot ; tears gushed from their eyes , their sup- plicating ...
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... faces were mainly cavities exposing gums , and he was gone again before the spasm passed and the little creatures resumed a human aspect . Within a few days the fate of the speculation be- came so dubious that Mr. Percy went away with ...
... faces were mainly cavities exposing gums , and he was gone again before the spasm passed and the little creatures resumed a human aspect . Within a few days the fate of the speculation be- came so dubious that Mr. Percy went away with ...
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... face , and presto ! the lungs fill , and instantly dis- charge a shriek , or a yell , or a howl which bursts . the listening ear and surprises the owner of it into saying words which would not go well with a halo if he had one . The ...
... face , and presto ! the lungs fill , and instantly dis- charge a shriek , or a yell , or a howl which bursts . the listening ear and surprises the owner of it into saying words which would not go well with a halo if he had one . The ...
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Página 111 - For he's a jolly good fellow, For he's a jolly good fellow; For he's a jolly good fellow, Which nobody can deny!
Página 182 - LANDING was comfortably finishing its season of dull repose and waiting patiently for the duel. Count Luigi was waiting, too; but not patiently, rumour said.
Página 11 - ... honeysuckles, and morning-glories. Each of these pretty homes had a garden in front fenced with white palings and opulently stocked with hollyhocks, marigolds, touchme-nots, prince's-feathers, and other old-fashioned flowers; while on the window-sills of the houses stood wooden boxes containing moss-rose plants and terra-cotta pots in which grew a breed of geranium whose spread of intensely red blossoms accented the prevailing pink tint of the rose-clad house-front like an explosion of flame....
Página 11 - Calendar THE SCENE of this chronicle is the town of Dawson's Landing, on the Missouri side of the Mississippi, half a day's journey, per steamboat, below St. Louis. In 1830 it was a snug little collection of modest one and two-story frame dwellings whose whitewashed exteriors were almost concealed from sight by climbing tangles of rose vines, honeysuckles, and morning-glories.
Página 139 - It's de nigger in you, dat's what it is. Thirty-one parts o' you is white, en on'y one part nigger, en dat po' little one part is yo
Página 158 - We know all about the habits of the ant, we know all about the habits of the bee, but we know nothing at all about the habits of the oyster. It seems almost certain that we have been choosing the wrong time for studying the oyster.
Página 230 - Much the same thing happened with Pudd'nhead Wilson. I had a sufficiently hard time with that tale, because it changed itself from a farce to a tragedy while I was going along with it — a most embarrassing circumstance.
Página 233 - ... doing all he could to reform his brother, the other half, who never got any satisfaction out of drinking, anyway, because liquor never affected him. Yes, here she was, stranded with that deep injustice of hers torturing her poor torn heart. I didn't know what to do with her. I was as sorry for her as anybody could be, but the campaign was over, the book was finished, she was sidetracked, and there was no possible way of crowding her in, anywhere. I could not leave her there, of course; it would...
Página 23 - To all intents and purposes Roxy was as white as anybody, but the one sixteenth of her which was black outvoted the other fifteen parts and made her a negro. She was a slave, and salable as such. Her child was thirty-one parts white, and he, too, was a slave, and by a fiction of law and custom a negro.
Página 229 - No— that is a thought which comes later; in the beginning he is only proposing to tell a little tale, a very little tale, a six-page tale. But as it is a tale which he is not acquainted with, and can only find out what it is by listening as it goes along telling itself, it is more than apt to go on and on and on till it spreads itself into a book. I know about this, because it has happened to me so many times. And I have noticed another thing: that as the short tale grows into the long tale, the...