The Great Modern American Stories: An AnthologyWilliam Dean Howells Boni and Liveright, 1920 - 430 strani |
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Adoniram ain't American Andy asked Barbara barn better Brer Brer Fox Brer Rabbit Bret Harte cried dark dear Dennis dinner door Effie Estella eyes face fancied father feel felt frog girl goin Goodsoe gray guess hair hand head heard heart Ingham Jameson Jane Josh kind knew laugh Lethbury light lived looked Lyddy Ann married mind Miss Searle morning mother Mother Shipton mullein Nanny never night nothin Oakhurst once pale Penn Phoebe poor Poquelin pretty round s'pose Sammy Sandemanian seemed Short Story side Simmons sleep smile stared stood sweet Tahiti talk Tar Baby tell There's things thought Tom Simmons Tony took turned twas Twiller Uncle Remus Van Twiller voice walked Wallace wife window woman young
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Stran 156 - I'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. " You've starved yourself," said the gambler. " That's what they call it," said the woman querulously, as she lay down again, and, turning her face to the wall, passed quietly away.
Stran 155 - Mother Shipton saw it, and from a remote pinnacle of her rocky fastness, hurled in that direction a final malediction. It was her last vituperative attempt, and perhaps for that reason was invested with a certain degree of sublimity. It did her good, she privately informed the Duchess. "Just you go out there and cuss, and see.".
Stran 44 - Smiley says, easy and careless, "he's good enough for one thing. I should judge— he can outjump any frog in Calaveras county." The feller took the box again, and took another long, particular look, and give it back to Smiley, and says, very deliberate, "Well," he says, "I don't see no p'ints about that frog that's any better'n any other frog.
Stran 46 - ... and took out after that feller, but he never ketched him. And " [Here Simon Wheeler heard his name called from the front yard, and got up to see what was wanted.] And turning to me as he moved away, he said: "Just set where you are, stranger, and rest easy — I ain't going to be gone a second.
Stran 156 - ... land. Day by day closer around them drew the snowy circle, until at last they looked from their prison over drifted walls of dazzling white, that towered twenty feet above their heads. It became more and more difficult to replenish their fires, even from the fallen trees beside them, now half hidden in the drifts. And yet no one complained. The lovers turned from the dreary prospect and looked into each other's eyes, and were happy. Mr. Oakhurst settled himself coolly to the losing game before...
Stran 43 - Smiley had rat-tarriers, and chicken cocks, and tomcats and all them kind of things, till you couldn't rest, and you couldn't fetch nothing for him to bet on but he'd match you. He ketched a frog one day, and took him home, and said he...
Stran 335 - I lie down ever so much now. John says it is good for me, and to sleep all I can. Indeed he started the habit by making me lie down for an hour after each meal. It is a very bad habit I am convinced, for you see I don't sleep. And that cultivates deceit, for I don't tell them I'm awake — O no ! The fact is I am getting a little afraid of John.
Stran 148 - ... regard of two men who were then hanging from the boughs of a sycamore in the gulch, and temporarily in the banishment of certain other objectionable characters. I regret to say that some of these were ladies. It is but due to the sex, however, to state that their impropriety was professional, and it was only in such easily established standards of evil that Poker Flat ventured to sit in judgment.
Stran 419 - Making search for him through the house and through the yard, she heard the sound of voices in the old man's cabin, and, looking through the window, saw the child sitting by Uncle Remus. His head rested against the old man's arm, and he was gazing with an expression of the most intense interest into the rough, weatherbeaten face, that beamed so kindly upon him. This is what "Miss Sally" heard: "Bimeby, one day, arter Brer Fox bin doin' all dat he could fer ter ketch Brer Rabbit, en Brer Rabbit bin...
Stran 45 - I wonder if there ain't something the matter with him — he 'pears to look mighty baggy, somehow." And he ketched Dan'l by the nap of the neck, and hefted him, and says, " Why, blame my cats, if he don't weigh five pound ! " and turned him upside down, and he belched out a double handful of shot. And then he see how it was, and he was the maddest man — he set the frog down and took out after that feller, but he never ketched him.