The Overland MonthlySamuel Carson, 1920 |
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Stran 17
... asking favors of no man . After my father had a little farm es- tablished , he built a log blacksmith shop . He drove one hundred miles to Lawrence- 17 J. S. Clark , Private in First Iowa Regiment burg , a trading station on the Ohio ...
... asking favors of no man . After my father had a little farm es- tablished , he built a log blacksmith shop . He drove one hundred miles to Lawrence- 17 J. S. Clark , Private in First Iowa Regiment burg , a trading station on the Ohio ...
Stran 21
... asked him how he knew what per cent to charge seeing he was unacquainted with letters . " Well , I don't know any . thing about your per cent , but I do know that when I buy an article of you for a dollar and take it out to my place and ...
... asked him how he knew what per cent to charge seeing he was unacquainted with letters . " Well , I don't know any . thing about your per cent , but I do know that when I buy an article of you for a dollar and take it out to my place and ...
Stran 24
... asked that she be placed in some remote and cheer- ful lodging - and that he would be re- sponsible for her . The Rue Monge is evidently that lodging , and Mme . Lilas does not intend to take the world into her confidence . " " Then ...
... asked that she be placed in some remote and cheer- ful lodging - and that he would be re- sponsible for her . The Rue Monge is evidently that lodging , and Mme . Lilas does not intend to take the world into her confidence . " " Then ...
Stran 37
... asking for sugar and then give it to him because she knows he likes it ? This room is so bare . There are no roses and there will not be any sugar in the morning for my coffee . No one will blow smoke into streaks of sunshine as they ...
... asking for sugar and then give it to him because she knows he likes it ? This room is so bare . There are no roses and there will not be any sugar in the morning for my coffee . No one will blow smoke into streaks of sunshine as they ...
Stran 38
... asking myself , what for ? All this waste of time , energy and hu- man life ! Could not the same have been expended in helping the world along ? Think of the institutions for education which could have been built and the needs of the ...
... asking myself , what for ? All this waste of time , energy and hu- man life ! Could not the same have been expended in helping the world along ? Think of the institutions for education which could have been built and the needs of the ...
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Stran 232 - Behind him lay the gray Azores, Behind the Gates of Hercules ; Before him not the ghost of shores, Before him only shoreless seas. The good mate said : "Now must we pray, For lo ! the very stars are gone. Brave Admiral, speak, what shall I say ?" "Why, say, 'Sail on ! sail on ! and on !'" "My men grow mutinous day by day; My men grow ghastly wan and weak.
Stran 158 - Sail on ! sail on ! sail on ! and on !" Then pale and worn, he paced his deck, And peered through darkness.
Stran 158 - The stout mate thought of home; a spray Of salt wave washed his swarthy cheek. "What shall I say, brave Adm'r'l, say, If we sight naught but seas at dawn?" "Why, you shall say, at break of day: 'Sail on! sail on! sail on! and on!
Stran 133 - I hold it true, whate'er befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all.
Stran 113 - The bravest battle that ever was fought! Shall I tell you where and when ? On the maps of the world you will find it not : 'Twas fought by the mothers of men.
Stran 232 - BEHIND him lay the gray Azores, Behind, the Gates of Hercules ; Before him not the ghost of shores ; Before him only shoreless seas. The good mate said: "Now must we pray, For lo ! the very stars are gone. Brave Admiral, speak; what shall I say?
Stran 113 - In men whom men pronounce divine I find so much of sin and blot, I hesitate to draw a line Between the two, where God has not.
Stran 158 - This mad sea shows his teeth tonight. He curls his lip, he lies in wait. With lifted teeth, as if to bite! Brave Adm'r'l, say but one good word: What shall we do when hope is gone?" The words leapt like a leaping sword: "Sail on! sail on! sail on! and on!
Stran 87 - For ever and aye in dust at his side ? " Look at the roses saluting each other ; Look at the herds all at peace on the plain. Man, and man only, makes war on his brother ; And laughs in his heart at his peril and pain : Shamed by the beasts that go down on the plain. " Is it worth while that we battle to humble Some poor fellow down into the dust...
Stran 158 - Sail on! sail on! sail on! and on!" Then, pale and worn, he kept his deck, And peered through darkness. Ah, that night Of all dark nights! And then a speck — A light!